I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Miss Lan, welcome, welcome. It's truly an honor to have you here."

Led by Shi Xixi, the second group of guests had already entered the house.

The dog had naturally been handed over to the bodyguards.

Shi Zhenhua, who had been hiding upstairs, seemingly plotting some scheme, appeared to have installed surveillance cameras. As soon as the person arrived at the door, he came downstairs with his wife—no, his ex-wife—to warmly greet them.

They are all guests.

Why is there such a big difference in the treatment we receive?

"Chairman Shi, this place can hardly be considered a humble abode."

Lan Peizhi smiled elegantly, "My junior sister has been staying with me these past few days, so I brought her along as well."

That's right.

The Taoist nun sister has also arrived.

Ok.

Eating is more enjoyable when there are more people around.

"Hehe, welcome, welcome. Miss Duanmu and Xixi are friends."

Shi Xixi cooperated with her father at the right time, showing an elegant and polite smile.

"Miss Lan, Miss Duanmu, please have a seat," Meng Meiling invited.

Lan Peizhi nodded and, with the warm hospitality of the Shi family, led Duanmu Liuli into the hall.

"Chairman Shi is in high spirits."

Unsurprisingly, the opened wine jar attracted Lan Peizhi's attention.

"Miss Lan, you've misunderstood. I didn't drink this."

Shi Zhenhua seemed to just remember and apologized, "Oh right, I forgot to tell Miss Lan that there are other people here today."

Meeting the other person's gaze, Shi Zhenhua, without blushing or panting, said with a smile, "But Miss Lan is also an acquaintance, Xiao Jiang."

In contrast, Lan Peizhi, who also only found out upon arrival, reacted much more calmly and casually, asking only two words.

"Where are the people?"

Yes.

What about people?

Shi Zhenhua turned to look at his daughter.

Shi Xixi pointed in the direction of the restroom, "Toilet."

The nanny brought tea.

"Miss Lan, Miss Duanmu, please have some tea."

In the restroom.

The person who arrived first must have finished using the toilet, but for some reason, didn't leave.

The bathroom was luxurious, fragrant, and spotless; the tiles on the walls were so shiny they reflected light. It was even better than a five-star hotel, but that wasn't the main point.

Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the window.

It's one thing if their hygiene standards are comparable.

Why do window designs have to be copied?

That's right.

He just tried it.

The bathroom window can be opened, but only a small part of it; that small gap is absolutely not large enough for an adult to climb over.

Then the problem is coming.

The hotel was designed this way to prevent people from jumping off the building in despair.

But what about here?
This is the first floor, damn it!!!

After confirming with his own hands that the window was blocked, Jiang Chen looked up and began to look at the ventilation opening above his head.

Ok.

Don't even get your hopes up.

It's not like making a movie.

"call--"

Jiang Chen, having turned his gaze away from the vent, let out a deep breath and raised his hands to rub his face vigorously.

calm.

calm.

strong!

Life is a game for the brave.

How do you say that.

All difficulties stem from one's own imagination.

When I was in elementary school, I thought the final exams were the most important thing. In high school, I thought getting into a good university was the most important thing. After graduation, I felt that nothing was more important than finding a good job. But looking back?
Those so-called "impressive" things are all not worth mentioning!
So Jiang stopped looking behind him and above him, and looked straight ahead in the direction of the handwashing door.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, he finally took a firm step, walked to the door, unlocked it with a click, gripped the doorknob, paused for a moment, then suddenly pulled the door open and resolutely walked out.

His silhouette was reflected in the tiles on the wall through the gap as the bathroom door slowly closed.

To suit the early winter season.

It was perfectly timed.

As the saying goes, "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; a brave warrior departs, never to return."

"Miss Lan." The cheerful atmosphere in the hall was interrupted.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

Jiang Chen, who took the initiative to greet her, wore a warm and composed smile. When he saw the Taoist nun next to Lan Peizhi, he was not surprised at all.

Luo Peng had already warned him.

"Xiao Jiang, come and sit down."

Shi Zhenhua maintained his composure, showing no sign of having left people hanging for a while, and greeted them warmly, but inwardly he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

This kid.

Indeed, it was extraordinary.

This allowed them to stabilize the situation.

be honest.

Given his relationship with the other party, even if his daughter had no official status, he really couldn't bring himself to say anything. But he was so frustrated that he felt like he was going to get sick if he didn't let it out.

That's why he took advantage of the situation and deliberately invited Lan Peizhi.

The purpose is nothing more than to use this Guanyin statue of the East Sea to sow discord among certain people. If the message were to reach the ears of the princess in Kyoto, all the better.

This can be considered as getting some revenge for the difficulties my daughter faced in Kyoto last time.

As for the consequences.

It's ok.

Someone will definitely handle it.

If you want to have both women on your left and right, you must have the corresponding abilities and responsibilities.

The plan was well-thought-out, and everything was under control, but someone's reaction was far from what Shi Zhenhua had expected.

Of course.

Acting is a basic skill for people like them.

"If you don't come out soon, I was going to have Sisi go and call you. Did you drink too much and throw up?"

Shi Zhenhua was all smiles and pleasant demeanor, but in reality, he was quite sharp-tongued.

"I must say, Uncle Shi, your rice wine is quite potent."

Jiang Chen approached, and after Shi Qianqian voluntarily shifted her position, he had no choice but to sit down next to her.

"Haha, did you really throw up? The food hasn't even been served yet. Why are you in such a hurry? You're drinking all by yourself."

Shi Zhenhua chatted and laughed, showing no sign of any resentment.

"Uncle Shi didn't tell me Miss Lan was coming."

This person is relaying a message, emphasizing that he was unaware of the situation and that he did not cause it.

"Really? I thought Sisi told you."

Shi Zhenhua sold his daughter without hesitation.

Shi Qianqian ground her back teeth, but couldn't utter a sound.

"It's alright, we're not strangers, right, Miss Lan?"

What could Lanpei say?

When visiting someone's home, one should naturally be aware of the importance of being a guest and observe the etiquette of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do."

Jiang Chen ignored Lan Peizhi and turned his gaze to the expressionless face of the Daoist nun.

"Mission accomplished?"

Duanmu Liuli ignored him, remained silent, and looked around.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Jiang Chen could only cough lightly.

"Give the gift to Chairman Shi."

Ultimately, relationships still have degrees of closeness. As soon as Lan Peizhi finished speaking, Duanmu Liuli suddenly produced an ancient, yellowed book in her hand, no one knew where she had taken it from.

"How can this be so embarrassing?"

Shi Zhenhua was caught off guard.

"It's not worth much, Mr. Shi, please don't mind."

One yard owned by a yard.

Lan Peizhi is actually very good at social etiquette.

"Thank you, Miss Lan."

Shi Zhenhua stood up, smiled politely at the Taoist nun, then took the book from her hand, put it down again, and opened it.

Despite the humble tone, what came out of this Guanyin statue could hardly be a meager gift.

Jiang Chen, who had delivered ten catties of fish cake, glanced curiously at the book in Shi Zhenhua's hand.

They look like some martial arts postures.

"This is……"

Shi Zhenhua looked up.

"These are all methods to improve health. They may not be very effective, but they won't do any harm."

Jiang Chen's eye twitched, and he couldn't help but look the other person in the eye for the first time.

Gan.

Having known each other for so long, why haven't I given him a martial arts manual?
"Miss Lan, you're very kind."

Shi Zhenhua was flattered, then turned and handed the gift to Meng Meiling, saying solemnly, "Go and put it away." (End of Chapter)