I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Miss Duanmu, let me have someone show you around."

After a good meal, it's definitely time to get some exercise.

Take a walk after meals, and you'll live to ninety-nine.

of course.

Fujiwara no Reiki certainly didn't mean any harm. Her purpose was nothing more than to get rid of the 1,000-watt light bulb.

Duanmu Liuli looked at Boss Jiang.

Mr. Jiang, with his profound and unwavering demeanor, sipped his tea and rinsed his mouth, displaying the air of a grandmaster, and nodded silently.

But where was Master Duanmu's opinion?

I'm just being delusional again.

"I also want."

Mr. Jiang's eyes widened slightly, puzzled. "What do you want?"

Lady Fujiwara has already left her seat.

It's no exaggeration to say that she wasn't even this emotionally overwhelmed during her husband's funeral. She really needed to be alone and quiet for a while to calm down.

"gold."

The Taoist nun's answer almost made Boss Jiang choke on his water, and Fujiwara Reiki was also very surprised.

Such a reclusive and virtuous person should not be tainted by the stench of money.

What do you need gold for?

As expected, Boss Jiang asked the question.

"Is it not allowed?"

Jiang Chen was taken aback again, and looked at Duanmu Liuli with caution and even vigilance.

"of course can."

Fujiwara Reiki chimed in, "We're all friends, so Jiang-san certainly won't show favoritism."

Jiang Chen remained silent, deep in thought.

Could it be that...

Did the Taoist nun develop a competitive mentality?

Seeing how lavishly he treated the Japanese caused him to feel a sense of disparity.

Fujiwara Reiki's words were ignored by Duanmu Liuli, who continued to stare intently at Boss Jiang.

Also.

She was asking Boss Jiang for it; what business was it of someone from outside the region?

"No problem. We'll wait until we get back."

With a wave of his hand, he said, "I was never stingy even when I was penniless, let alone now."

Stinginess and poverty are two different concepts.

Stingy people find it difficult to make friends.

But the fact that Boss Jiang treated all his roommates like brothers speaks volumes.

It's just gold.

It's nothing to worry about.

Anyone with a modicum of moral integrity wouldn't boast to a widow.

His gold reserves are definitely more than two hundred tons.

Duanmu Liuli didn't ask how much she would get. What she cared about wasn't the gold itself, but rather the gesture. So when she saw Jiang Chen agree, she readily picked up her things and left, making room for the two of them.

"Jiang Sang~"

Do you know the phrase "a fledgling returning to its nest"? It came to life here. As soon as the Taoist nun left, the lonely princess threw herself into Jiang Chen's arms, her arms tightening around him as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

Please.

Don't forget there are so many maids standing around.

Startled, Boss Jiang quickly stopped the other party. Even the dignified head of the clan dared not linger, which shows how much Fujiwara Reiki controlled this place. His concern was naturally not directed at the servants.

"Be careful of the children."

Fujiwara Reiki managed to control her emotions, but the effect was minimal; her surging emotions made her unable to resist raising her alluring face.

"kiss Me."

"..."

Boss Jiang is not a casual person. Although he doesn't care about his servants' opinions, his manners wouldn't allow him to perform a passionate scene in front of so many eyes.

"Calm down."

He said in a low voice.

calm?

How to calm down?

If a bride price is one hundred tons of gold, let alone in Japan, how many women around the world could remain unmoved?
Don't look at what a man says, look at what he does. Actually, men are just like women; some are cold on the outside but warm on the inside, stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

Completely captivated, the princess ignored Mr. Jiang's reminders, disregarding her status, and continued to press her luscious lips forward.
"kiss Me."

Experienced people know this.

Pregnant women actually have stronger desires.

This put Boss Jiang in a difficult position, as if he were being entangled by a beautiful snake. He wanted to push her away, but he was also worried about her pregnancy, so he hesitated and acted cautiously.

"go out."

Fujiwara Reiki gave the order.

The maids filed out silently.

"Jiang Sang~"

Fujiwara Reiki cried out sweetly, her alluring charm overflowing, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, like a tender pink lychee, seamlessly switching between coldness and seduction.

Helpless, Boss Jiang waited until no one was around before giving in and lightly pecked those captivating lips.

"Mmm..."

Fujiwara Reiki's breath was sweet and fragrant, and her face flushed. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was drunk. Her tongue darted out and traced the line of her lips. Like a parched land receiving rain, she nestled against the man and began to reach inside Boss Jiang's clothes.

"You are crazy!"

Seeing the seductive woman's alluring eyes, seemingly serious, Boss Jiang's heart tightened, and he dared not play along with her nonsense.

Not only is the occasion inappropriate, but the other person is also pregnant.

He grabbed Fujiwara Reiki's shoulders and forcibly detached her from his body.

"Jiang Sang~"

Fujiwara Reiki's eyes were glazed over, brimming with tears that seemed about to overflow.
"Let me thank you, okay?"

Is this a way of thanking yourself?
Isn't this just using public office for private gain?
"Do you really have to make this a public spectacle?"

Mr. Jiang held firm to his bottom line.

"No one dares to come in without my order."

Where's your mom?

Jiang Chen asked.

Fujiwara Reiki was speechless for a moment, her short, rapid breathing became calmer, but the burning intensity in her eyes could still melt anyone's heart.

"It's okay."

She chuckled to herself, "So what if she saw it? Mother isn't that traditional. Besides, didn't Jiang Sang realize? Mother has already been captivated by Jiang Sang's charm."

conquer.

That statement is beyond reproach.

But it wasn't his charm.

It's the allure of gold itself.

Mr. Jiang really wanted to ask if the man had absolutely no sense of shame, but he swallowed the question back down.

Forget it.

There's no need to ask that question.

If the other party had even a shred of shame, they would never have ended up in this situation.

Pregnant women should avoid strenuous exercise.

He grabbed the other person's wrist to prevent him from moving.

"Then it won't be too intense."

Fujiwara Reiki answered fluently, "Jiang-san, be gentle."

Jiang Chen felt a chill run down his spine, especially since the Taoist nun's calming mantra had just left.

"I've checked. It wasn't working in the early stages, but it's fine now; it's stabilized."

No.

Is our focus off-target?

Is this the kind of strange knowledge you're looking for?
"Shut up!"

Boss Jiang, of course, didn't understand any of this. He glared at her fiercely and said forcefully, "I don't care whether you've investigated or not, we can't take any risks!"

Are you kidding me?

One hundred tons of gold were spent.

Fujiwara Reiki, who had been yelled at, bit her lower lip lightly, half aggrieved and half sweet, her eyelids drooping, "Then, let's not take the risk."

Avoiding risks?

The princess didn't speak again, but tilted her head and then flirtatiously tossed her hair. The movement wasn't actually that fast, as she was trying to protect the baby in her womb, but for some reason, Mr. Jiang didn't have time to react.

Mr. Jiang gritted his teeth, his mind went blank, and he became even more certain of one idea.

This is definitely not a place to linger... (End of Chapter)