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Chapter 39
Jiang Tong was in a trance when he returned to Aoyuan Century after being scolded for a whole day.

Fortunately, in the end, Mu Xun chose to give up pursuing her responsibility under her death stare like Cyclops.

Otherwise, she might choose to die together with Mu Xun, a jerk and crook.

"Ah, I'm exhausted."

Jiang Tong threw the briefcase and collapsed on the sofa.

But apart from these bad things, there are still happy things.

For example, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are her public holidays, so she can sleep in again.

Just think about it and be happy.

However, her happiness lasted only a minute, when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Jiang Tong frowned, who just got off work this afternoon, who would knock on her door so free.

Could it be the water meter?
Although puzzled, she walked slowly to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Qi Feng, wrapped up like a terrorist, sneaked into the apartment.

Jiang Tong was taken aback, and he rubbed his forehead speechlessly, "Damn it, Xiao Qi, can you not dress like this every day?"

Really scared to death.

After entering the room completely, Qi Feng took off all the equipment on his body.

"Professional needs, please forgive me." He smiled.

Jiang Tong twitched the corner of his mouth, and didn't continue talking, but handed him a bottle of mineral water on the table, "Is there anything you need to ask me?"

It's usually urgent to come to her at this time, right?
"Xiaotong who knows me, I really need you." Qi Feng took a sip of water and gave her a thumbs up.

"whats the matter?"

"Well...there is a dance at the Lu family tonight, and I need a female companion..."

"Oh, when I didn't ask just now."

Hearing this, Qi Feng's eyes widened, "Don't, why are you so heartless!"

It really hurts him to reject him directly like this!

Jiang Tong glanced at him lightly, "I can't dance, you can find someone else."

"You can't dance? Impossible, I don't believe it, if you can't dance then what can you?"

Hearing his words, Jiang Tong rarely thought deeply, and then seriously replied: "Eat."

will eat?

Qi Feng: "..."

Damn, if I had known, he wouldn't have asked this question.

Thinking about it, he took a deep breath, and quickly found another entry point, determined to lure Jiang Tong to the dance.

"Speaking of this, I remembered one thing. I heard that the chef of this dance is the chef of Yamixilin Hotel in Country Y. Don't you always like the dishes made by their hotel?"

Qi Feng winked, constantly seducing Jiang Tong.

Hearing the name of the Yamixilin Hotel, Jiang Tong thought for a while.

She admitted that she was so moved by meow.

but……

"Also, do you know why this dance is held?" Qi Feng smiled mysteriously.

Seeing his wretched and wretched appearance, Jiang Tong raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"I heard that the Lu family spent [-] million yuan to buy a painting by Mr. Tang Yuanqing."

Qi Feng paused, and looked at Jiang Tong thoughtfully, "If I remember correctly... Mr. Tang Yuanqing seems to be your grandfather, right?"

"so?"

"So you don't want to go and see why your grandfather's painting is so expensive? By the way, let's have some delicious food?"

Gee.

This is really an irresistible reason.

Jiang Tong turned sideways, "Okay, what time is it in the evening, I'll go get ready now."

(End of this chapter)