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Chapter 1915 is good

Kyoto.

Jiuding Group.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, Princess Cao took a moment to relax, then turned her gaze back to her pen, lowered her head, and continued working.

"Tap tap tap..."

A knock came at the door.

The secretary pushed open the door and entered. "President Cao, Mr. Song has arrived."

Princess Cao looked up, her expression calm. "Yes, please invite him in."

soon.

Song Shao walked into the office looking travel-worn.

This is what it means to cherish every moment.

Look at them.

Take another look at yourself.

You really can't blame your background.

"What have you been busy with lately?"

Princess Cao smiled and spoke.

"I went to Haojiang and just got back."

There was no displeasure on Song Shao's face. He seemed to have already put the incident of being insulted behind him. As the saying goes, you should forget yesterday when the sun rises, let alone now that the sun is about to set.

"Go to the He family to offer condolences?"

Although Princess Cao was stationed in the capital, it did not mean that she was unaware of news from all over the country.

"Ah."

Song Chaoge sat down at the desk, his fingers intertwined, and said with a gentle and refined air, "Guess who I ran into in Haojiang."

"If it's not someone I like, then don't say anything."

Cao Jinse said humorously.

"Brother Jiang, and Aunt Lan too."

Cao Jinse's smile faded slightly. "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

Song Shao feigned doubt, "Aunt Lan, you don't like it either?"

Cao Jinse remained noncommittal and did not answer, but showed her attitude through her actions by lowering her head and continuing to review the documents.

Girls are naturally more vengeful.

It's been so long since Jin Hai acquired the land, and the factory is already under construction, yet they're still holding a grudge.

Look at Young Master Song, he never engages in internal strife.

"Brother Jiang is truly a man of great loyalty and righteousness, worthy of our respect."

It seems like they have poor eyesight. Even though the other person's attitude has changed significantly, they just ignore it and keep bringing up the very thing they don't want to talk about.

"Who can argue with that?"

Cao Jinse tightened her grip on the pen, which was naturally noticed by the well-prepared Song Shao, making him even more invigorated.

"Brother Jiang even treated me to a street food meal on the beach. Oh, and one of the female artists from his entertainment company happened to be filming a show in Macau. He's not only loyal to his friends, but he's also incredibly caring towards his employees."

Song Chaoge sighed truthfully, sounding ashamed of his own inferiority.

Boss Jiang understands him, which is why he went to great lengths to force him to delete the photos.

But what's the point of deleting photos?

People can also describe it orally.

Let's not talk about teammates.

For example, the irritable Darius I encountered in Summoner's Rift.

In the previous game, the two were indeed on the same team, but the match has now ended and the map has been changed.

"Female celebrity?"

Princess Cao did not disappoint the other party's good intentions and keenly grasped the key point.

"Yes, she's from Korea, her name is Kim Joo-hyun."

rare.

He actually made a point of remembering the name of a performer.

Does his entertainment company have any male artists?

Cao Jinse's response caught Song Shao somewhat off guard. After a moment, he gently rubbed his nose and said, "There should be some."

After making a joke, Cao Jinse got back to the point, "Miss He and Aunt Lan had a good relationship. It's understandable that Aunt Lan would go after she passed away due to illness. It's rare for the three of you to get together. Didn't you play some cards?"

Song Chaoge laughed: "Aunt Lan left and left without staying."

Cao Jinse smiled and nodded, while sighing, "Of course, she's a female knight-errant, after all."

It's best not to get involved in women's disputes.

Song Chaoge remained rationally silent.

Cao Jinse capped her pen. "Since you're going to Macau, why not stay a few more days? Isn't gambling your hobby?"

"That was before. I'm not that interested now."

"Really?"

Cao Jinse gave a half-smile, seemingly doubting the veracity of the statement.

"Most importantly, I won the game I wanted to win the most, so there's not much point in staying any longer."

harm.

A man is a boy until he dies.

I thought they rushed over just to complain, but it turns out they were also trying to show off.

"Four 2s beat three Aces? Hmm, that's pretty exciting."

Song Shao paused, probably feeling a tightness in his chest.

For example, if you get a perfect score on a primary school exam and are excited to tell your parents the good news, but your parents find out beforehand, they will ask you if you feel bad.
of course.

Song Shao wasn't a primary school student, and the awkwardness on his face vanished in an instant. "I was pretty lucky."

"Luck is also a part of skill. Besides, you're an expert and he's a novice. If I were here, I would definitely bet on you to win."

Princess Cao's laughter and conversation, seemingly casual and mundane, actually revealed a wealth of information.

Was she really not there?

How come you seem to know everything that's happening in Macau?
Even if the other party displayed near-prophetic abilities, Song Chaoge wouldn't have cared too much under normal circumstances, but this time was different.

"Brother Jiang told you?"

His tone was slightly somber, revealing the turmoil in his emotions; naturally, his suspicions had been preempted.

"Oh."

Cao Jinse sneered, "How could that be? He's so busy that he even personally supervises the recording of variety shows by his female artists. He doesn't have time to share his life with me."

It was obvious that a rift had formed between the two. Logically, even if Song Shao didn't express his delight, he should have felt secretly pleased. However, he felt no joy whatsoever, whether openly or secretly.

If Jinse knows about the gambling, does that mean he also knows about being cursed at?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Cao Jinse, who had just been cold-faced, is now smiling, emphasizing her clear-cut likes and dislikes.

"You look good."

Song Chaoge could spout off any phrase, and even though they were so clichéd, they sounded quite charming at this moment.

really.

People are the most important thing.

The same lines, spoken by a simp and a male god, have drastically different effects.

"How old are you? How childish are you?"

Princess Cao shook her head and smiled.

"You used to call me hypocritical, now you call me naive. Can't I express my true feelings?"

"You were like this at ten, and you were like this at twenty, and now you're almost thirty..."

"When it comes to sweet talk, I am definitely no match for Brother Jiang."

Song Chaoge interrupted.

Cao Jinse stopped and said helplessly, "That's not what I meant."

Song Chaoge didn't care. Since it was a three-person movie, he had to make sure the other person had a name. "I've always been bad at talking. If it were Brother Jiang who had known you since childhood, he would have won your heart long ago."

Cao Jinse rubbed her temples, looking like she had a headache. "Why do you keep bringing him up?"

Song Chaoge remained silent, adopting a melancholy expression, which successfully amused the other person.

"I find this strange. You're unhappy when you lose, and you're still unhappy when you win in Macau. What's wrong with you?"

Song Chaoge sighed and suddenly began to recite a poem: "I fear the small boat on the Shuangxi River cannot bear the weight of so much sorrow."

"puff--"

Cao Jinse couldn't control herself any longer and covered her mouth to laugh. After a while, she said intermittently, "...You'd better keep your distance from him."

"Does that mean I learned every poem I recited from him?"

Song Chaoge remained expressionless. "Is it that funny?"

"puff."

Cao Jinse tried hard to control herself and almost managed to compose herself, but in the end, she failed and quickly raised her hand, saying, "I'm sorry."

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The camera pans to the Pearl River Delta.

Wanxi Palace.

Hey.

Still sleeping!

Princess Cao was amused by the other men and laughed heartily.

Perhaps sensing something inexplicable, the person who had rushed back from the Fourth Manor to catch up on sleep opened his eyes and then quickly sat up.

Practicing the exercises is effective.

Otherwise, I would have slept until dark.

Putting aside other factors, at least the recovery ability has been improved.

The sun was setting outside the window.

Jiang Chen raised his hand, rubbed his face, and then took out his phone. There was a long list of unread messages.

There was also a call from Li Shurui.

He immediately called back.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you answering the phone?"

"sleep."

Sleeping in broad daylight? Did you do something bad?

Li Shurui joked.

"She was drugged."

"what?"

Li Shurui was stunned, unsure if the other person was joking. "Really?"

"Really. But it's okay, nothing's wrong."

Li Shurui was silent for a while, then her tone became serious, "Be careful when you're out and about, and pay attention to your safety."

With such great achievements and such vast assets, it's no wonder they encounter all sorts of things.

"know."

Mr. Jiang said gently, then asked, "Is there something you need when you call me?"

Don't just watch, have you learned anything?
Instead of being scolded, they were cared for and comforted.

The essential.

He didn't lie.

They even laid the groundwork.

If things come to light later, they can use what they said today as an excuse.

"Fang Qing's test results are in."

Li Shurui's attention was successfully diverted.

Upon hearing this, the person who had indeed been drugged became even more sober.

"What was the result?"

Although his tone was calm, Li Shurui could still hear his adjusted breathing. "Are you nervous? Don't worry, it's okay. The medical report shows everything is normal. It's probably just something you ate wrong."

[The medical examination report shows]

This also needs to be marked out; it will serve as a prelude when things come to light later.

It just goes to show that birds of a feather flock together.

There's a reason why we can share a bed.

Moreover, deliberately choosing to report when someone is away on a business trip is just to take advantage of their lack of focus.

Have you looked at your medical examination report?

Even under these circumstances, he was still not careless, which shows how important Qinggege was to him.

Some people are indeed consistent, able to praise someone with a single word from age ten to thirty, but Boss Jiang is not the type to be fickle.

"I've seen it. Want me to send it over for you to see?"

"Ah."

"I'll send it to you now."

The phone hangs up.

On the other end.

Lushan Villa.

Li Shurui, who had just come from Fang Qing's place, sent the medical examination reports she had prepared on her phone one by one, not caring whether the other party would be overwhelmed by them.

After sending the message, she deliberately waited for a while, until several minutes later there was no response from the other end, before she started walking towards Pullman again.

The driver opened the car door.

Li Shurui bent down to get into the car, and after settling in, she picked up her phone again.

She looked down, unlocked the screen, and then opened a photo, zooming in with her finger.

This is also a medical examination report.

The difference is that.

The header of this medical examination report indicates that it was issued by a medical institution in the port city.

And Fang Qing didn't see it.

Someone didn't receive it either.

Li Shurui's gaze fell on the test results at the end of the report.

Or to be more precise.

It's the two words highlighted in bold.

Baby girl.

Li Shurui's expression was complicated; for a moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

That guy, did he say he likes boys or girls?
It looks like a girl?

Did God spoil him so much?
It really is true that your wishes come true.

Without Mr. Li giving any instructions, the driver dared not drive, and the extended Pullman quietly stopped at the elegant and beautiful Lushan Villa.

"Ring ring..."

A call notification suddenly popped up on the screen. Lost in thought, Li Shurui felt a slight tightening in her chest, but quickly relaxed, nonchalantly pressing the answer button.

"finish watching?"

Did you go with her?

"Yes, I wouldn't dare to be careless about what you asked me to do."

"Did Fu Zili really make a mistake?"

The report was fine, but Jiang Chen still felt that something was wrong.

Li Shurui remained calm. If it were face-to-face, she might not have been able to remain so composed, but if she could still slip up over the phone, she wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess at all.

You should know that she has actually fought against the Blood Guanyin.

I don’t know if Fu Zili made a mistake, but I think you should trust science.

His girlfriend's humor amused him and successfully dispelled the inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Yes.

The inspection report is here; isn't that more reliable than personal subjective speculation?
"It seems that Fu Zili has become confused because he is concerned."

"Is it just Fu Zili? You're the same. I told you nothing's wrong, but you have to act all neurotic. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were cursing Fang Qing."

How is she?

"Which aspect are you asking about? Your physical health or your mood? If it's your physical health, you're eating and sleeping well, which I envy. As for your mood... you're still quite happy to see me."

"Then you should spend more time with her. Why don't you stay with her for a while? Anyway, the Martial Saint has Liuli, so he doesn't need you to worry about him."

"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm a babysitter?"

How can you say that?

"No. I won't do it. It's not like she doesn't have a nanny here."

Li Shurui refused, unlike her usual joking refusal; her refusal was unusually firm.

Jiang Chen definitely didn't understand.

If the patient is in this situation, it's perfectly reasonable to offer care and support, but...

Princess Qing is not a patient.

She was pregnant.

She only comes to visit occasionally, which is already more than enough. If she were to come and serve me personally, what would that be?

According to ethical norms, she is righteous!

Even in the most melodramatic TV shows, there's never a storyline where the legal wife serves the concubine, right?

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Why are you so agitated?"

Am I excited?

Jiang Chen was confused and didn't have the energy to think about it, so he started to comfort him: "You've worked hard, what kind of gift do you want?"

I've become lazy.

Song Shaobai praised him.

Now they're unwilling to put in the effort; they'd rather solve problems with money.

"Don't you know what gift I want?"

"what?"

Mr. Jiang didn't react for a moment.

"You said before, do you prefer boys or girls?"

Reminded, Jiang Chen suddenly realized and laughed, "Boy or girl is fine."

Are you referring to a boy or a girl?

Huh?
He had already realized what was happening, and kept reminding me what to do.

"girl."

This is the truth.