I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The street lamps baked the night.

Li Shurui drove into Chunqiu Huafu, parked the car near her home, and when she got out of the car, the sudden evening breeze caused her long hair to flutter.

What is it that women pursue throughout their lives?

Think about my good friend Xu Siyi.

wealth.

love.

Identity.

status.

She seemed to have obtained everything that others desired.

It is no exaggeration to say that she has become the envy of almost all her relatives and friends.

Think again about that club activity in college.

The only thought in her mind at that moment as she was hanging a thousand meters in the air was that she would never forget the blushing face above her head.

Is it necessary for me to be so fussy when I am willing to risk my life for you?

Even without calculating the differences in the rules of the social pyramid.

People always need to understand one thing.

Contentment is always happy.

If Siyi could stick to her original intention and just pursue material things without letting her desires expand, would she still be in pain?

Pushing her hair behind her ears, Li Shurui looked at the landmark mansion she had owned since college.

Because of the extremely low floor area ratio, at night, the more top-end luxury residential areas are, the more empty and cold they will be. However, the lights inside are enough to dispel all fatigue and bring warmth to the whole body.

Mr. Li raised his lips unconsciously and walked into the house briskly after working a little overtime. He found that the house was particularly lively today.

"Miss Lan."

Looking at the guests sitting in the living room, after a brief surprise, she smiled elegantly and greeted them politely.

That's right.

Lan Peizhi is here again.

The Bloody Guanyin, who was chatting with someone, shifted her gaze, nodded slightly, and responded with a slight arc.

"Excuse me."

It's not a compliment.

Quite reasonable.

After all, the property certificate of this billion-dollar mansion is not written in someone's name.

"Sister Shurui."

Wu Sheng and Duanmu Liuli sat beside them. Duanmu Liuli was fine, watching TV quietly and considerately turning down the volume. Wu Sheng, on the other hand, looked a little strange, and seemed inexplicably aggrieved.

"Miss Lan, you are being polite. Wu Sheng is our relative now. As long as Miss Lan comes, we welcome her anytime."

What is emotional intelligence.

Compared to their first meeting, Li Shurui had undergone a tremendous change. She sat down next to Jiang Chen, decent and calm.

Not to mention a head-on PK, but at least we have the courage to sit opposite each other.

Lampezhi had only come here once before, but in the past few days, he came twice.

of course.

Today, it was not Lan Peizhi who came to visit on his own initiative, but because his younger brother Wu Sheng made an "SOS" emergency call for help.

We are brothers from the same mother and are connected by blood. It is impossible for us to just stand by and watch someone die.

After Pei Yunxi left in the afternoon, Jiang Chen could no longer hold back. As the temporary guardian of Wu Sheng, he had the duty and power to educate him. This kid must be lawless at home, his parents were reluctant to touch him, and his elder sister was far away, so he planned to take responsibility and add extra food to the kid's meal, asking him to try the bamboo shoots and pork fried that almost everyone had tasted when they were young. However, this kid was so alert that he locked the door when he saw the situation was not good. When he found the key to the room and opened the door, the room was empty.

This kid definitely doesn't have the ability to go to heaven and earth. Even if he stays with Duanmu Liuli every day, you have to know that Duanmu Liuli has to run on her own two legs. So when Jiang Chen walked to the bed and looked outside, guess what?

ho.

The bed sheets were twisted into an escape rope and hung outside.

It seems that there is a reason why some people become criminal geniuses by watching detective dramas.

When Wu Sheng came back, two or three hours later.

Ok.

Not yet alone.

Following behind him was his sister, Bloody Guanyin.

In fact, by then, Boss Jiang's mood had calmed down and his belt was back on his waist. But even so, it has to be said that having brothers and sisters is always better than being an only child.

"Did the Martial Saint cause any trouble?"

The greetings began.

The dignified Blood Guanyin actually knows how to write the word "polite"?

Hearing this, Jiang couldn't help but glance at the other person.

Isn’t what happened today troublesome?

Only by experiencing it yourself can you empathize.

He finally understood what it meant that "three people make a tiger, and rumors can melt gold", and he also understood why Pei Yunxi's visit to Huicheng for a cold could be rumored to be pregnant.

His medical examination report clearly stated that all indicators were normal and fully met the standards of a healthy adult male. How could it be that he was infertile?

Thinking of this, someone couldn't help but look at the Martial Saint again.

Wu Sheng smiled awkwardly and quickly lowered his eyes, staring at the corrugated marble floor tiles that maintained a constant temperature 24 hours a day throughout the year. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig his toes into the ground.

He didn't blame Brother Jiang Chen for getting angry.

Which man can tolerate such "slander"?

If it were him who was subjected to such rumors, he would definitely fight to the death.

But he really didn't mean it.

It's purely out of concern.

"No, I feel the place is much more lively after the arrival of Wu Sheng. Miss Lan, he is doing well here, you don't have to worry."

Li Shurui, who had no idea what was going on, was still trying to help put in nice words, and the guilty Martial Saint felt even more ashamed as he listened.

"Brother Jiang Chen, I was wrong. I will never talk nonsense again."

The Martial Saint raised his head cautiously.

Li Shurui noticed that the atmosphere was not right and asked her boyfriend, "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have said..."

Wu Sheng was about to express his shame for what he had done, but was interrupted by Jiang Chen: "Go upstairs and reflect on yourself."

Tsk.

He really treats chicken feathers as a token of authority.

Her own sister is sitting here, yet she dares to boss people around.

But what’s strange is that Lan Peizhi turned a blind eye to Jiang Chen’s meddling in other people’s affairs.

Although Bloody Guanyin is overbearing, she is not unreasonable. In this regard, it is enough for those unscrupulous parents who dote on their children to learn from her.

"Oh!"

The martial saint who would never admit his mistakes before was now extremely obedient and honest. He went upstairs without saying a word. He was no longer the devil who ran rampant in the village with his Tibetan mastiff.

Li Shurui felt a little embarrassed. Even though she treated Wu Sheng as her younger brother, his biological sister was right here. On the other hand, Jiang was calm and composed, and did not think that there was anything wrong with his behavior in educating Wu Sheng.

"What can't be said nicely?"

Li Shurui whispered.

"This kid took out all the bonsai you raised and gave them to his female classmates."

"what……"

Li Shurui was stunned.

Lan Peizhi smiled faintly.

Catching the curve of the legendary woman's mouth, Li Shurui quickly realized it and patted someone, "If the Martial Saint likes to talk nonsense in the future, he will learn it from you."

"I've only been with him for a short time."

Jiang Chen immediately refuted.

"Whose responsibility is that? I haven't spent that much time with him."

Then, their eyes shifted to Duanmu Liuli, who was staying out of the matter.

have to.

The innocent are affected.

Taoist Master Duanmu didn't provoke anyone, so why is he being pushed out to take the blame?

In fact, Taoist Duanmu is also responsible for what happened today.

Indifference is sometimes a sin.

If she was willing to protect Wu Sheng, would it be necessary for Lan Peizhi to go there in person? With her martial arts skills, wouldn't it be easy for her to control someone? Wu Sheng actually considered this issue before jumping out of the window to escape, but after careful consideration, he still chose the safest way to protect himself.

One should be grateful to the person who brought him the favor. Although Sister Liuli is my elder sister's junior sister, Brother Jiang Chen is now her "financial sponsor" who provides her with food, clothing, shelter and transportation. He cannot make things difficult for Sister Liuli.

"Has Jinse contacted you?"

Lan Peizhi suddenly said that although changing the topic was exactly what someone wanted, Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat when he heard the content.

What do you mean?

Could it be that the news has spread to Kyoto?

Although he and Cao Jinse had a revolutionary friendship, he still valued the image he left in the other's mind.

It would be fine if you were a Martial Saint, at most you meant well but ended up doing something wicked, but you are Lan Peizhi, you wouldn’t be that boring, right?

"No, the last time I contacted her was when I came back from Goryeo."

"Mr. Fang, I guess it's not going to work."

As expected, he spoke quickly and without any preparation.

Jiang Chen's expression froze slightly, and he was silent for a long while.

He had heard something about the old man of the Fang family's health condition before.

"Is there really nothing we can do?"

"Can you bring the dead back to life?"

Lan Peizhi asked simply.

Jiang Chen shut up instantly.

Nonsense.

With Mr. Fang's status, he already enjoys the most advanced medical resources in the world, and it might be easy for him to get a heart transplant, but when his life span comes to an end, wealth and power cannot change that.

"I went to Japan to attend a funeral not long ago."

Jiang Chen sighed slightly.

It is true that he had grievances with the Fang family, but he always maintained objective respect for the founder of the Fang family.

People of that generation were actually pure and innocent. They only wanted to change the country. They dedicated their entire lives. Did they want to accumulate honors for their descendants to squander?

"Jinse didn't tell you, maybe because she didn't want to embarrass you."

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly, then looked at the other person and asked, "Do you think I should go?"

"It is your thing."

Lam Peizhi didn't respond at all.

Jiang Chen looked thoughtful.

Li Shurui, who had no idea what the two were talking about and couldn't get a word in, didn't continue to listen and simply stood up, "You guys chat, I'll go see Wu Sheng."

She smiled politely at Lampezhi.

Lan Peizhi watched her back.

It is already a great honor to be able to attract the attention of Bloody Guanyin.

If it had been their first meeting, Li Shurui would definitely not have been treated like this.

Jiang Chen, who was thinking, didn't notice this detail and continued to ask, "Where is Fang Jun?"

"The sentence reduction is coming soon."

"time flies."

Jiang Chen sighed meaningfully.

According to Fang Jun's sentence, if an ordinary person in prison stepped on a sewing machine until it started smoking, he would not be able to get out this year.

The descendants will never be able to fully appreciate the sacrifices made by their ancestors. Perhaps even death is a sacrifice made by their descendants.

"Fang Jun should thank you."

Lan Peizhi said calmly.

An old house where a treasure.

This is even more true for the wealthy and powerful.

Many elderly people are the pillars of the family. Once any accident occurs, the entire family will be in turmoil in an instant. Judging from Fang Jun's style of behavior and his actions before going to prison, if he had not encountered setbacks, once Grandpa Fang was gone and he lost Grandpa Fang's protection, his fate would only be worse.

Wrestling, sometimes, may just be to remind you that there is an abyss ahead.

"Don't say that. He doesn't need to thank me, and I don't need it either. I hope he will stop disappointing the people who truly care about him."

It seems there was a misunderstanding.

It was obvious that Lan Peizhi did not come here today to support his brother.

"In the future, for things like this, just make a phone call. There's no need to go there in person."

It's really not hospitable at all.

It seemed like he did the same to Pei Yunxi in the afternoon.

"Fist and kick are not a good way to educate people. We should convince people with reason."

Jiang Chen was stunned when he heard this.

Did he hear it correctly?

Convince people with reason.

There's nothing wrong with these words coming out of other people's mouths, but this person?

Before Jiang Chen could say anything, the other party had already stood up. So he could only stop talking, "Liuli, see your sister off."

He knows how to give orders to others. He doesn't move himself, but orders others to do things. However, watching TV for a long time is not good. He needs to move around, otherwise he will become a girl with glasses...

and many more.

It seems pretty good.

If you match it with clothes.

Tsk.

The buff stack is full.

Duanmu Liuli picked up the remote control to pause the TV, then stood up and followed Jiang Chen's instructions to send Lan Peizhi out.

They are obviously sisters.

How come the close relationship seems to be distorted?

Asking Duanmu Liuli to see the guests off was certainly not because he was lazy. Jiang Chen had good intentions and wanted to give the two sisters more opportunities to be alone and chat about their innermost thoughts. After Duanmu Liuli and Lan Peizhi left, he got up and went upstairs.

"Where's Miss Lan?"

Rooftop garden.

Jiang Chen came up.

Li Shurui really came to care about her bonsai.

"gone."

He walked closer, "How's that kid?"

"I'm listening to you and thinking about my mistakes in my room."

"Facing the wall and thinking about one's mistakes? Is that true or false?"

"Didn't you ask him to reflect on himself? If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

I came to check and found that there was nothing missing. Li Shurui said while watering the bonsai: "What did he do wrong that made you so angry that you even attracted Miss Lan."

"It's okay not to mention it."

Jiang Chen evaded the question.

Li Shurui was fooled by someone again and did not continue the topic. "Who was the one who was critically ill that you were talking about with Miss Lan just now?"

“A person for whom even the official media had to publish an obituary.”

Jiang Chen was brief and to the point.

Li Shurui was not surprised, "Then you should go."

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, then asked with a smile: "Really?"

Li Shurui certainly didn't know the complicated entanglement. She only listened to half of it and went upstairs. While watering the plants, she said, "The martial arts world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom."

I learned the accent from TV.

It seems that they were all subtly influenced by Duanmu Liuli.

Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing and hugged his girlfriend's flexible waist from behind, "Boss Li's vision is getting bigger and bigger."

"It's a very low-level flattery."

"No. Honestly."

Li Shurui, who was watering the plants, suddenly stopped moving. She was hugged from behind and did not struggle. She just asked softly, "Can you handle it?"

"..."

Didn't she also see the medical report? (End of this chapter)