Jiang Junming nodded again and again: "yes, I wrote it down."

"Hum, it's not enough just to remember. You have to do well." after Jiang Yuanzhou taught his son, he smiled warmly at Li Qingliu, "Speaking of it, I also have a deep relationship with the Li family. I was bullied by bullies in sangukou. Thanks to Mr. Li Qizhi's rescue when passing by, I saved my two legs. Then with my own efforts and the help of friends from all walks of life, I gradually became a small success."

"Oh?" the tip of Li Qing's eyebrows picked slightly. "The old gentleman and my Li family have such a relationship?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuanzhou sighed gently and nodded heavily. "When Mr. Li Qizhi died, I also planned to say goodbye to him face to face, but it was helpless that I was seriously ill and failed to achieve this wish, which has always been a pity in my heart."

"You don't have to regret, old man. My grandfather has knowledge under the spring. You should understand the old man's sincerity." Li Qing pretended to be serious and advised.

Through Jiang Yuanzhou's words, Li Qing speculates that he may really have an intersection with the Li family, but it's hard to say whether the old man really respects his grandfather Li Qizhi so much

Lu Yun whispered: "Dad, what about the happy day? What do you say about these sad things?"

"Well, well, then I won't say it." Jiang Yuanzhou smiled and raised his glass to Li Qing. "Mr. Li, I'll give you a toast, old man."

"Don't dare." Li Qing quickly raised his glass. "I respect the old man. I wish you happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than the south mountain."

"Thank you, thank you." Jiang Yuanzhou smiled and nodded, raised his glass to Qi Jiacheng across the table, and then drank it up.

Lu Yun tirelessly reminded: "Dad, drink less."

"Ah, I'm happy today." Jiang Yuanzhou said to Li Qingdao, "take your time, Master Li. I'll go and greet the others and talk later."

"You're welcome, sir." Li Qing sat down with a smile, but felt Su Xiaomei's small hand stretched out from under the table and gently squeezed it on his thigh.

"Pretending to be quite like a person." Su Xiaomei pursed her mouth.

Li Qing grabbed the white and soft hand, spread it on her leg, and wrote a few words in the palm of her hand with one finger: "guess what I wrote?"

Su Xiaomei shook her head in confusion: "I don't know."

After a little hesitation, Su Xiaomei unfolded Li Qing's palm under the table, wrote a few words, and then looked up at Li Qing: "guess?"

Li Qinggang just wrote her name in Su Xiaomei's palm. She didn't feel it.

The latter wrote four words in Li Qing's palm. I like you.

Li Qing felt it.

But he blinked slightly, smiled and shook his head: "I didn't guess..."

While the two of them were playing the word guessing game in high spirits, the other person on the main table, Qi Jiacheng, was gnashing his teeth in anger.

Accompanied by his son Jiang Junming and his daughter-in-law Lu Yun, Jiang Yuanzhou went to the dignified figures in the Ming stage to greet and toast, but only hung Qi Jiacheng aside. Except that the old guy raised his glass to Li Qing when he was drinking to him, he didn't say anything since.

If Li Qing hadn't been present, he wouldn't have come to this point by virtue of the identity of the eldest grandson of the Qi family. But at this moment, Qi Jiacheng obviously hasn't realized what Li Qing's arrival tonight means. He just felt unbearable humiliation and urgently wanted to find an outlet to vent his anger.

Just at this moment, someone hit the muzzle of the gun impartially.

A little maid of the Jiang family accidentally spilled a little soup when she brought up the plate, soiling Qi Jiacheng's cuffs.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." the maid took out her paper towel and apologized.

"Bastard! Blind your dog's eye!" Qi Jiacheng was worried that he couldn't find a chance to get angry. At the moment, he just took advantage of the topic, reached out and grabbed the girl's hair and yelled, "did you intend to splash vegetable soup on me? Say! Who ordered you!"

"No, it's my own carelessness... Ah, it hurts. Please let go..."

"Still say no?" Qi Jiacheng's face was blue, but he didn't let go. "There were so many people in the audience, but my sleeves were dirty. If you didn't mean it, did anyone believe it?"

The whole hall was suddenly quiet, and countless eyes gathered at the main table, staring at Qi Jiacheng and the maid who was so frightened that her face was pale.

"Even you want to humiliate me?"

"Ah, I dare not, dare not..."

"Dare not? Is there anything you dare not do at the end of the day?"

Everyone frowned at the same time. Just because of a small matter, the Qi family was reluctant to let go, which was too much. But no one dared to stop so many people present. Even though the Qi family was gradually declining, the inside information of one of the three families still existed, which was still an existence that could not be provoked.

Su Xiaomei pulled Li Qing and glanced at him gently.

Li Qing knew in her heart that the woman was a little distressed about the innocent maid and wanted to teach Qi Jiacheng a lesson. Li Qing doesn't want to do this, but at this moment, after all, he is on the territory of the Jiang family, and Qi Jiacheng's anger is obviously directed at the Jiang family. If he spoke rashly, wouldn't he help the Jiang family solve the siege and take the initiative to get into trouble? That would be unwise.

Seeing that Qi Jiacheng didn't do anything too much to the girl, Li Qing gave Su Xiaomei a reassuring look and planned to wait and see the change.

Jiang Yuanzhou's hand holding the cup was stiff in mid air and glanced over at Jiang Junming. He conveyed the meaning to his son, while he stood still.

Jiang Junming thought about it and quickly turned to Qi Jiacheng, smiling: "Oh, Qi Dashao, but someone made you unhappy?"

Qi Jiacheng looked up at Jiang Junming and said coldly, "your servant deliberately spilled soup on me."

"Really? Is there such a thing?" Jiang Junming pretended to be quite surprised and grabbed the maid. "You make it clear in front of Qi Dashao, what's going on!"

The maid was full of tears, lowered her head and couldn't stop sobbing: "I... I didn't... I didn't mean to..."

Qi Jiacheng gave a horizontal look: "you didn't mean it? Then I did it on purpose, didn't I?"

Jiang Junming quickly waved his hand: "the servant doesn't understand the rules. Don't be angry, Qi Dashao."

When the voice fell, Jiang Junming tore down the little maid around him: "make amends to Qi Dashao!"

The maid bowed and wept and apologized: "Qi... Master Qi, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Junming said with a smile: "Qi Dashao, look at this..."

"If the apology works, there won't be so many human life lawsuits in the world." Qi Jiacheng sneered, "I came all the way from the north of Hong Kong to congratulate Mr. Jiang on his birthday, but I suffered such humiliation in the Jiang family. Will you give me such an explanation?"

Jiang Junming suddenly changed his face and turned his head to see his father Jiang Yuanzhou. As if he had received some kind of advice from his father, Jiang Junming fiercely clenched his teeth, raised his hand and slapped the maid: "bastard, let you make young master Qi angry!"

"You can't do such a small thing well. What's the use of you! It's better to die!" Jiang Junming said, kicking the girl's belly again.

"Ah!" the girl screamed, her mouth full of blood, and her voice begged for mercy, "young master, spare your life! Spare your life!"

Everyone in the audience saw that Jiang Junming could put such a heavy hand on a girl. Their backs were straight and they couldn't help shivering all over. But in the face of this impasse, no one dared to speak out.

Su Xiaomei twisted the meat on Li Qing's thigh and stared at Li Qing angrily. She has made up her mind that even if Li Qing doesn't stop it, she won't let this continue.

It was Jiang Yuanzhou's behavior that angered Qi Jiacheng, but he wanted to calm the incident with the scream of a maid. Li Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and had a further understanding of Jiang Yuanzhou's father and son. At the moment Jiang Junming laid hands on the girl, the little favor he had accumulated for Jiang Junming these days disappeared.

Li Qing turned her head and looked at Lu Yun around Jiang Yuanzhou, but found that Lu Yun was also looking at herself. Her amber beautiful eyes showed the cunning of a civet cat, but there was no pity. On the contrary, there was a mockery. At this moment, Li Qing couldn't help thinking that when Jiang Junming imposed that kind of alternative violence on Lu Yun, would this woman also feel the despair and humiliation like the maid at the moment?

He doesn't know what Lu Yun is thinking. Is he still laughing at his innocence? In any case, Li Qing can no longer be silent.

"That's enough." Li Qingqing cleared his throat and said slowly, "enough is enough."

Jiang Junming's raised hand was frozen in the air. He turned his head and looked at Li Qing's cold cheek. He was a little confused. Obviously, he couldn't understand why Li Qing came forward to stop at this time.

Li Qing said, "I'm here to celebrate my birthday, not to see blood splashing on the ground. I have to forgive people. It's no fun to start with a girl who has no strength to bind chickens. Let's stop here."

The Qi family's stereotype that Jiang Yuanzhou stood not far away, and there was no movement. The anger in his heart did not disappear at all. At this time, he saw his old rival Li Qing cross cutting, and his anger was raging. He slapped the table and shouted, "Li Qing! Don't mind your own business!"

Li Qing raised his head and said with a smile, "you're in my way. How can you say it's nothing?"

"I also came all the way to the Jiang family to congratulate Mr. Jiang on his birthday, but you dirty my eyes. Who do you think I should ask?" Li Qing stared at Qi Jiacheng tightly, and the smile on his face slowly converged. He wants to find Jiang Junming's trouble, but now is obviously not the time, so he can only take Qi Jiacheng's bad luck out first.

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