I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Gym.

Inspired, Mr. Jiang worked up a sweat.

Yes.

A man should be self-improvement.

How can you always rely on other people's protection?

"call--"

Someone, determined to improve, bench presses 100kg without counting, until they reach exhaustion.

"boom."

He put down the bar and lay on the bench press, panting heavily and feeling utterly helpless.

The gap is still too big.

The scene of Duanmu Liuli lifting a barbell with one hand in Japan is still vivid in my mind.

250 pounds.

Effortless.

Just like playing.

Can we blame him for not working hard enough?

"We have guests at home, why are you at the gym?"

Li Shurui came in after get off work.

Jiang Chen ignored him, sprang to his feet like a carp, and then lay on the ground, supporting himself with his hands.

Li Shurui asked in confusion, "What?"

"Sit on my back."

Why go to such lengths to work out?

If it were just the two of them, Li Shurui would naturally not mind adding some romance, but there were quite a few people in the family today.

And children.

"Feeling quite aggrieved?"

Li Shurui crossed her arms and teased.

In fact, the person who later secretly returned to the Lushan Villa, seeing that she wouldn't sit down, simply started doing push-ups on his own, while also talking non-stop.
"Mom said not to take things too seriously."

But a sense of mission got to me, and I couldn't sleep.
If there's a certain skill involved in swearing...

I'll add some melody, and you'll think it's amazing..."

Li Shurui was taken aback, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chen ignored him, continuing to do push-ups while rapping:

If Superman could fly

Let me pause in the air for a while.
Looking down at the world again
It makes me feel better

Saving the Earth is exhausting
Although I'm a little tired, I will still...
Don't ask me if I've cried.
Because Superman can't cry!

You know what?

You sang pretty well.
Li Shurui couldn't stop laughing and squatted down beside her. "Was it that exciting?"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Jiang Chen's forehead.

"go."

With each movement, Jiang Chen, whose muscles bulged and whose male hormones were bursting, was annoyed. This angered his girlfriend, who said, "It's not like I offended you. Why are you taking it out on me? If you're so capable, go find Fang Qing."

Jiang Chen stopped and sat on the ground, panting. "We had guests at home, why didn't you say anything?"

"forget."

Li Shurui said, "You're one to talk. When the property management notified me that there was a woman holding a little girl's hand at the entrance, I was quite startled."

The person, covered in sweat, laughed, "What are you so scared of?"

"What do you say?"

Li Shurui squatted down beside her and rolled her eyes with a charming expression. "When a woman comes to my door with a child, how can I not have all sorts of wild thoughts?"

"Yaoyao is seven years old now. I was just starting university seven years ago."

Li Shurui knew perfectly well, and immediately asked, "What is your relationship with that mother and daughter?"

Jiang Chen wiped his sweat, his tone wistful, "It's a long story."

"Then let's get to the point."

"You even know Enel's background. He's already at your house. How could he possibly hide anything from you?"

Mr. Jiang joked.

If a man can still joke around in a situation like this, it means he has a clear conscience.

Li Shurui didn't hide anything, "I asked Liuli, and she only said that you took it to the mountain."

"Ah."

Someone quickly chimed in, "We can't bring them home, can we?"

"Snapped."

Li Shurui playfully slapped his shoulder, then complained about his sweaty hands, saying, "You stink."

It would have been better if we hadn't met. Now that we've met, we naturally have to give an explanation; it's basic respect. Jiang Chen said casually, "Yao Yao's biological father is a scoundrel. He took advantage of her mother and then forced himself on her. Later, due to some circumstances, I had a conflict with his master, and he took the lead and ran into me. So I took the opportunity to rid the world of this scoundrel. Because her biological father had many enemies, if I abandoned them, they would inevitably face endless trouble and never have peace. So I decided to do a good deed and sent them to live in seclusion in the mountains. Don't worship me."

Li Shurui didn't play along with his joke; her eyes were thoughtful. "You mean, you're that girl's father's killer?"

"..."

Why make such a concise summary?

"That's a fair way to put it."

After a moment of silence, the person nodded.

"Isn't this like raising a tiger to cause trouble? The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable. She probably doesn't know that yet, right? If she finds out the truth when she grows up, won't she give you a hard time?"

Compared to his girlfriend's seriousness, he was quite dismissive. "I've already said it, her biological father is a heinous criminal, the kind who deserves to be shot a hundred times over. She's grown up, and her values ​​have matured. Even if she knows the truth, she'll definitely be able to distinguish right from wrong."

"Cut~"

Li Shurui smiled and said, "You're being too naive. Have you seen that TV series where the protagonist starts out selling fish at the market, then gets a godfather and rises through the ranks, bullying and tyrannizing the market and committing all sorts of evil deeds? During that time, he recruits a hitman from prison to help him with murder and arson. Later, in order to protect himself and destroy evidence, he also finds a way to get rid of the hitman. Coincidentally, the hitman also has a daughter, whom he adopts."

Do you know what happened in the end?

Li Shurui asked.

Jiang Chen knew perfectly well that he had called Lao Mo to deliver the mandarin fish today.

"Later, that daughter reported him to the police."

"I've seen it."

Li Shurui laughed, then remembered and looked surprised, "The girl on TV, I think her name is also Yao Yao."

Tsk.

It really was quite a coincidence.

Jiang Chen remained unconvinced and argued vehemently, "The fishmonger is a criminal, but am I a criminal? How can we generalize?"

"But you're not exactly a respectable person either."

My girlfriend's comments were like a fork; they really stung.

Comrade Jiang Chen pretended not to hear and continued, "You can't even write the character 'Mang' in Mang Village. How can you compare to me?"

Li Shurui couldn't help but laugh, but didn't argue.

indeed.

When someone slammed their fist on the table and asked the protagonist how to write the character "莽" in "莽村", he indeed didn't answer.

You should be careful.

Li Shurui's words were concise and to the point.

Jiang Chen looked at his girlfriend and didn't find her cold-blooded; on the contrary, he only felt warmth.

Li Shurui was putting herself in his shoes and considering his best interests at heart.

Unlike those overly compassionate saints.

If you marry a woman like that, you're bound to have a lifetime of bad luck.

"Yes. You're right. Human nature is such that people tend to side with their own kind, not with those in the right. Even if her father is a wicked man, that's only in the outside world. To her, he's a kind father, a pillar of support."

“So…” Li Shurui said.

“So…” Jiang Chen continued, “Her mother is very important. What kind of person she becomes depends on her mother’s upbringing. As long as you can win over her mother, everything will be fine and there will be no mistakes.”

Good guy.

Li Shurui was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed immediately. She then got up angrily and kicked someone on the ground, knocking that person to the ground.

"You must be Cao Cao!"

The person was lying on the ground, not even able to react for a moment.

What does Cao Cao mean?
Li Shurui didn't explain, turned around with a cold face, and quickly walked out of the gym.

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What does Cao Cao mean?
Don't you like singing?

Cao Cao didn't mince words; he was single-mindedly focused on taking Jingzhou.

Jingzhou is none other than Shacheng, the hometown of Boss Jiang.

After taking a shower and washing away the sweat, Mr. Jiang, feeling refreshed, naturally figured out what was going on.

Boss Cao.

Cao Mengde.

He was historically known as the "wife killer".

He once created the extraordinary feat of killing three sages with a single shot, a feat that has been unparalleled throughout history and will be remembered forever.

therefore.

The legacy of Cao Cao is still talked about today. Li Shurui probably meant that.

But Boss Jiang felt innocent. He didn't mean it that way. When he said "get it sorted out," he meant to reason with him and appeal to his emotions, not just the literal meaning of the words.

When he came downstairs and saw that everyone was sitting at the dining table, without calling him or waiting for him, he felt even more innocent.

"Brother, sit down."

From the awkward and stiff look on Martial Saint's face, Boss Jiang understood.

Ugh.

I don't blame my girlfriend.

It was his own inaccurate expression that caused ambiguity and led to the misunderstanding.

Although they didn't call him, at least they left him a chair.

Men need to look for problems within themselves. At the same time, they need to be broad-minded.

"So lavish."

Boss Jiang acted as if nothing had happened, maintaining his dignity by pulling out a chair and sitting down next to the Martial Saint.

"Mommy and Sister Liuli made it together."

The child seemed oblivious to the subtle tension, but Yu Yao's next words caught everyone off guard.

"Uncle, did you make Sister Shurui angry?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Comrade Jiang Chen's disguise was instantly seen through.

"You call him uncle?"

Li Shurui spoke up, addressing the little girl in a gentle tone.

"correct."

"Then why do you call me 'sister'?"

Actually, I used to call him "brother".

Yu Yao was confused and clearly couldn't understand, while Yu Hui, sitting next to her, blushed slightly and quickly instructed her daughter to continue changing her address, "Call me Auntie from now on."

"It's ok."

Li Shurui smiled kindly, "Just call me 'elder sister,' it sounds better than 'auntie.'"

"Then call me brother, Uncle is too old."

Mr. Jiang seized every opportunity to subtly show his affection for his girlfriend.

"That won't do. Calling him 'brother' would make him a generation lower than Miss Yu, which is inappropriate."

Li Shurui said it with a smile, but only Jiang Chen could understand the hidden meaning in her words.

郁。

His original surname was Yu.

That's right.

Only now did Jiang Chen learn the other person's surname again. With his cultivation, he naturally didn't show any clues and laughed heartily, "Don't worry about so many formalities. I'm younger than Abbot Yu anyway, so Yao Yao can call me whatever she wants."

“Mr. Jiang, I stopped hosting a long time ago, just call me Yu Hui.”

All right.

Yu Hui.

You'd better remember this time.

"I think we should call her Sister Yu, it sounds more intimate."

Li Shurui spoke with a smile. The two children and a reclusive master might not have noticed anything amiss, but the couple involved sensed something unusual.

Yu Hui looked unnatural.

Everything was fine when I came home from get off work, but it changed after I went upstairs.

A dispute must have broken out.

Could it be related to her?

Jiang Chen chuckled dryly, remaining silent.

"Ms. Yu's cooking skills are quite impressive."

"Miss Li, you flatter me..."

"No, I always say what I mean. Miss Yu is truly a woman who can grace a formal occasion and cook in the kitchen. It's not easy for her to come all this way, and she even helped tidy up the house. I'm really embarrassed."

Yu Hui stammered, her red lips barely moving. As a former pillar of the television station, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

Li Shurui smiled and continued, "That's good. It shows that Miss Yu doesn't treat us like strangers. Miss Yu can make this place her home and stay for a while longer."

"No, no need. We're going back soon."

Yu Hui quickly replied.

"There's still some time before the New Year. There's no need to rush, Yao Yao. Why don't you stay here a few more days? Don't you miss your Uncle Jiang?"

Li Shurui looked at Yu Yao.

Is he an uncle or an older brother?

The little girl is probably confused.

"Yes, Shurui is right. Since you're already here, it must have been a long time since you've been to the East China Sea."

Jiang Chen interrupted, picked up his chopsticks, and changed the subject.

"Yes, I have work. I'll have Jiang Chen show you around. For example, Disneyland, has Yao Yao ever been there?"

How kind and gentle she is!

Ms. Li is very loving towards children, and she will likely be a very responsible mother in the future.

"I've been there!"

The little girl's answer was unexpected.

"Aren't you always staying in the mountains? How come you've ever been to Disneyland?"

The Martial Saint asked in surprise.

Yu Hui was also a little surprised and subconsciously looked at her daughter.

"My dad took me there when I was little."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Li Shurui couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen.

Yu Hui's expression changed drastically, and she looked at Boss Jiang in a panic.

Mr. Jiang didn't show much expression, but seemed somewhat amused. "When you were a child?"

"Yes, four years old!"

Yu Yao's voice was clear and loud.

"You remember things from when you were four years old so clearly?"

The Martial Saint couldn't help but ask, though he naturally had no idea how the other person's father had died, but he deliberately avoided touching on the other person's sore spot.

"Brother Martial Saint, don't you remember?"

The Martial Saint shook his head, "I have no memory of anything that happened before you were this age."

"That Martial Saint brother is too stupid."

I go--

The Martial Saint almost couldn't catch his breath.

"Does Yao Yao miss her dad?"

Li Shurui asked with a gentle smile, but it made Yu Hui's heart jump instantly.

I thought the little girl would answer directly, but to my surprise, she looked at Li Shurui and asked in return, "Sister Shurui, do you miss Daddy?"

Caught off guard, Li Shurui paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course I want to."

Yu Yao pursed her lips and quieted down.

"Yaoyao, you haven't answered your sister yet."

"I'm just like my sister."

"The same? The same in what way?"

Under the watchful eyes of all the adults, Yu Yao picked up her chopsticks and, like a little adult, took a piece of tribute vegetable and said naturally, "My father and my sister's father both went to a very far place."

Li Shurui was lost in thought.

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and his expression changed.

The Martial Saint was taken aback.

Even Yu Hui looked completely bewildered.

The most carefree of all is Duanmu Liuli, continuing her foodie ways by eating in silence, holding her bowl and chewing slowly, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.

Does this little girl know her father is gone?

etc--

The most unbelievable thing is that it wasn't her father.

She even seemed to know that Li Shurui's father was also deceased? (End of Chapter)