I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Since the meeting at Mount Fuji, Mrs. Fujiwara seemed to have vanished into thin air and never appeared again. Comrade Jiang Chen, who was about to depart, naturally expressed his concern about this.

Where's your mom?

"Mother is dealing with my brother's affairs and is afraid she will not be able to see Jiang Sang off. Please understand, Jiang Sang."

Understanding.

Of course I understand.

As long as it's not infected by mold, it's fine.

Moreover.

It was quite awkward when we met recently. Let time heal all wounds and be a friend of time.

Jiang Chen nodded, turned around, and walked out.

"Jiang Sang".

After experiencing two days of "ordinary life," Fujiwara Reiki followed along, like countless other traditional Japanese women, and straightened Mr. Jiang's collar.

There's really no need to organize it.

Mr. Jiang always dressed impeccably.

but--

Does everything need to have meaning?

"Jiang Sang is so handsome."

Without any lingering farewells, Fujiwara Reiki took a half-step back, her smile brighter than the weather.

Mr. Jiang, naturally, wasn't one to spoil the mood, and smiled as well, "Could you tell me something that others don't know?"

Fujiwara Reiki gave him a charming sidelong glance, "I'm afraid if I say it, Jiang Sang will be embarrassed again."

"cough."

It's true what they say, old habits die hard; Boss Jiang started pretending to check his watch again.

Ok.

It's brand new after all.

That's just human nature.

People like to show off their new gifts.

That's right.

This watch was a gift from Fujiwara Reiki. I bought it while purchasing baby supplies. It wasn't expensive, only a little over three thousand RMB. There's no "W" after it, so it's just over three thousand. It doesn't seem to fit Mr. Jiang's status at all. But what's that saying again?

The courtesy is light and affectionate.

"Don't lose it, okay? I need to see it next time we meet."

Mr. Jiang showed no sadness at parting, simply nodding and saying, "As long as it doesn't break."

Fujiwara Reiki gently raised her arms.

Boss Jiang didn't move.

"hug."

Fujiwara Reiki said, sounding like a coquettish little woman.

"Influence."

Boss Jiang is meticulous.

"Nobody's here!"

Aren't we being careful enough about the impact?

Over the course of several days, they hadn't slept together at all.

Boss Jiang finally couldn't resist. He took a half step, raised his hand, and pulled the warm, soft woman into his arms.

No one speaks.

The clouds in the sky seemed to have stopped moving.

"Don't bring Miss Duanmu next time."

A warm breath rose near her ear, followed by a soft touch on her cheek. As Fujiwara Reiki broke free from someone's embrace, the extra-large third wheel, Daoist Duanmu, and Sakura entered the courtyard. It's unclear whether they witnessed the illogical scene.

The lady is actually doing well.

Don't tell me you weren't home these past two days.

Even if they were there, they wouldn't fuss over the details.

But Master Duanmu is different; he can't tolerate any injustice.

It was because of her existence that a couple was forced to sleep alone.

"Miss Duanmu, please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality, and welcome to visit us again next time."

Turning her head, Fujiwara Reiki instantly put on an elegant smile.

Standing close together, Boss Jiang cooperated seamlessly, showing no sign of panic, and ordered, "It's time to set off."

As he spoke, Boss Jiang nodded to Ying.

Mr. Leo is a devoted man.

Boss Jiang isn't a heartless man.

Furthermore.

To secure a few more days of tenderness for her mistress, Sakura went to great lengths, relentlessly challenging Duanmu Liuli despite knowing the vast difference in their abilities. And so it happened.

At this moment, they all appeared unsteady on their feet, their temples damp with sweat in the dead of winter, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle.

Fortunately, he didn't get beaten up and bleed like last time when he went to the East China Sea. Master Duanmu has learned a bit about human relationships now.

"Li Ji won't see you off any further. Have a safe journey."

Princess Fujiwara was good at pretending, at least her outward appearance was flawless. Boss Jiang was not to be outdone, and immediately replied, "No need for the princess to trouble herself. The princess is pregnant and should take care of herself."

"Thank you for your concern, Jiang Sang. Li Ji will take good care of herself and the child."

It's unclear whether Duanmu Liuli saw through their secret, but Ying was fully aware of it.

Fortunately, she's a heartless assassin, otherwise she would definitely have burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

Boss Jiang cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, as was customary in the martial arts world, and then walked towards Duanmu Liuli.

"Wait a moment."

Fujiwara Reiki exclaimed, "I almost forgot, the prizes for the martial arts tournament haven't been given to Miss Duanmu yet."

prize?

When Boss Jiang turned around, everyone was surprised.

"Go and get the prize."

Fujiwara Reiki gave the order, and Sakura left. A few minutes later, she returned, but this time she had something in her hand: an antique and high-quality wooden box with exquisite patterns and a luxurious feel, which looked very valuable.

The ultimate technique of ninjutsu?

"No."

Seeing the Taoist nun resolutely refuse, Boss Jiang's eyes twitched.

Even if you possess unparalleled skills and disdain such trivial tricks, at least consider the dignity of your master.

Furthermore.

You don't need it, but I do.

The two sisters were both extremely stingy and possessive, and they were even so ruthless as to try to trick him with the Sunflower Manual. If they could learn some ninjutsu, that would be good too.

Having many skills is never a bad thing.

Learn from the barbarians' superior techniques to subdue them.

Mr. Jiang didn't mind at all.

"Miss Duanmu, why don't you open it and take a look first?"

Fujiwara Reiki's smile remained friendly.

Sakura, holding the box, walked over to Duanmu Liuli.

Mr. Jiang, who was eager to obtain the certificate, wished he could accept it on behalf of the owner, but in this situation, he naturally couldn't say anything. He wasn't the one who won the championship; he was just a photographer at best and could only watch helplessly.

The Taoist nun wasn't entirely heartless after all. When the prize was presented to her, she reluctantly accepted it and calmly opened the rather heavy box.

Where is the secret of ninjutsu?

The box was square inside, and there was a piece of yellow cloth wrapped around it.

The Taoist nun held the warm-to-the-touch wooden box in one hand and unfolded the yellow cloth with the other.

Oops.

It's a hidden weapon!
just kidding.

However, in that instant, the Taoist nun's eyes, which were connected to heaven and earth, flickered clearly.

immediately.

She took out the "prize" from inside.

then.

The one who was stunned became Boss Jiang.

Forget about being reserved, he strode forward and stopped two or three meters away from Duanmu Liuli.

This distance is sufficient.

It's perfectly clear.

The prize is not a book.

It was a piece of jade.

To be precise.

It is the Imperial Seal.

Even the smallest detail, like a missing corner, is perfectly presented.

The Taoist nun grabbed the prize, looked it over from side to side, and then flipped it over. Underneath, there was no doubt that it was in seal script and insect and bird script. Even if he couldn't see it, Boss Jiang knew what those eight characters were!
Duanmu Liuli looked up at Princess Fujiwara.

"Miss Duanmu, this is your lost Imperial Seal. Now, it has been returned to its rightful owner."

Hearing the enchantress's nonchalant laughter, Boss Jiang's lips almost twitched, and he nearly became expressionless.

Depend on--!
They really dare to joke about anything!
By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous.

The weight of these eight words is unmatched throughout history; what can rival them?
It seems the only solution is to include "foot massages" in medical insurance! (End of Chapter)