Chapter 152: Emergency in the Jianghu
Jing Ruo still dared to be unruly in front of Bo Jingshen, sometimes even speaking boldly, but in front of Jing Su, she completely lacked that courage.
Absolute reverence.
After all, he was equivalent to another Jing Ce, just softer in manner and style.
In his presence, Jing Ruo was very honest, but at the same time as she held him in awe, she also had absolute trust in Jing Su; it seemed that as long as this brother didn’t say no, then there was nothing that couldn’t be done.
So Jing Ruo couldn’t help saying, "Big brother, stop beating around the bush and hurry up, this is a matter of life and death. You also said she’s the apple of little brother’s eye—if something happens to her, little brother might as well be dead."
"Oh?" Jing Su sounded somewhat surprised, as if he had not expected Bo Jingshen to be so deeply in love. After all, as far as Jing Su knew, Bo Jingshen seemed to be quite detached emotionally.
Especially when he had first arrived in Beijing, all cold and indifferent, as if he didn’t recognize kinship at all. At that time, Jing Su thought that Jing Ce, lucky as he was, really found a successor that matched him in crooked ways.
Moreover, Bo Jingshen seemed to have no significant reaction to Jing Ce’s actions afterward, as if he had tacitly consented. This made Jing Su even more convinced of his idea, so at that time, Jing Su not only lacked brotherly feelings for Bo Jingshen but even had some natural hostility.
But later he discovered that it wasn’t that Bo Jingshen had no reaction to Jing Ce’s actions; he was just smart and patient enough not to rashly expose his desire to break free when his power was insufficient, to avoid alerting the other party.
It was from that time on that Jing Su began to have some brotherly feelings for Bo Jingshen. However, this half-brother of his, though upright and not corrupt like Jing Ce,
seemed to still have somewhat thin feelings, not hesitating to leave the country and develop abroad, as if there was nothing in the country worth his nostalgia. As if there was nothing in the world worth his remembrance.