Chapter 37

Jiang Changjin raised his eyes, looked at her aggrieved little face, and his originally gloomy mood became a little bit happier, while flipping through the book in his hand, he said kindly: "Quickly copy, and I will take you to see me when I finish copying." world."

Jiang Se'er raised her head blankly: "What world do you see?"

"Don't you want to see Miss Fu Rong's performance?"

Jiang Seer's eyes lit up: "Really?! Are you going today?!"

"Quick copy."

Jiang Seer's mouth was almost grinning to the ears, and her depressed mood suddenly became brighter, and she continued to copy books happily.

It wasn't until dusk that Jiang Se'er's hand was sore from writing that he finally finished copying.

Jiang Changjin looked at what she had copied, his brows were tightly furrowed and he didn't stretch them out.

Jiang Se'er stood on the side, her little face full of nervousness: "Uncle, how are you doing?"

Jiang Changjin shook the pile of paper on his hand: "How can you write such ugly words?"

Jiang Se'er pouted aggrievedly: "How ugly."

It seems that there is still some dissatisfaction.

I'm afraid this guy is going to use this excuse not to take her to play, right?
Looking at her pitiful little face, Jiang Changjin thought, and sighed: "Forget it, I'll let you go today."

Jiang Seer immediately said excitedly: "Then let's go now?"

"Mingde."

Mingde pushed the door open and came in, holding a piece of clothes in his hands.

Jiang Changjin raised his chin: "Go and change."

Jiang Se'er took a look curiously, it turned out to be a men's clothing.

That's right, only men go to Wanhualou to have fun, so she must change her attire.

Jiang Se'er hugged the clothes happily and ran to the inner room to change.

The bun on the head was also loosened, and a man's crown was combed, and he looked in the mirror, he was really a handsome young man.

"I'm fine."

Jiang Se'er ran out bouncingly, and Jiang Changjin glanced at her up and down.

Jiang Se'er asked: "It doesn't look like I'm a woman, does it?"

Jiang Changjin's eyes swept over her chest: "It's so flat that you really can't see it."

Jiang Seer: "..."

Jiang Se'er said angrily: "I will grow up in the future!"

so angry!
Jiang Changjin bent his lips, lifted his robe and walked out, Jiang Se'er followed immediately.

This time, I didn’t go through the gate of Jiang’s house. After all, Jiang Se’er, a lady from a big family, couldn’t go out casually at night. They walked to the Cuizhuxuan, which is remote and close to the courtyard wall of the mansion. Jiang Se’er still Thinking about how to climb over it.

But suddenly, Jiang Changjin put an arm around her waist. Before she could react, Jiang Changjin tapped her toes, carried her and flew directly up to the courtyard wall, and then landed easily.

Jiang Se'er hugged his waist tightly in fright, it was the first time she experienced this kind of high-altitude exercise, nestled in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, but seemed to feel extra at ease.

"Still letting go?"

Jiang Changjin's cool voice rang above her head.

Only then did Jiang Se'er realize that her two claws were still firmly stuck to him like an octopus.

"Ah," Jiang Se'er let go of her hand immediately, her little face felt a little hot for no reason.

Jiang Changjin took her by the hand and pulled her into the carriage that was already waiting outside the residence.

Jiang Se'er got into the carriage, only to find that the carriage was also very luxurious, with a spacious and grand interior, and the tea sets used were the orphan Mr. Dayuchuan.

Jiang Se'er was already used to Jiang Changjin's wealth, so she poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip: "Uncle, do you usually go in and out like this?"

She had already discovered that Jiang Changjin had a lot of shady business dealings behind the Jiang family's back, and she didn't know why.

"Usually not."

"Then no one cares if you come and go as you please?"

Jiang Changjin lifted his lips and smiled: "No one in the Jiang family cares about my coming and going."

Jiang Se'er was taken aback. Indeed, the Jiang family never really regarded him as their own family member. Naturally, no one would pay attention to a powerless adoptive son. Whatever he did, he would not be able to splash the slightest splash in the Jiang family. .

"Who said no? Since you slaughtered a tiger in public last time, you have become a big celebrity in the Jiang family. My second uncle might have sent someone to watch you."

Jiang Changjin said lightly, "Those idiots? They already threw the pond to feed the fish."

Jiang Se'er was stunned: "You mean, my second uncle really sent someone to watch you? Why didn't you tell me?"

"What did I tell you? Take you to the pond to see if the fish are getting fat?"

This understated tone seemed to be just throwing a handful of bait into the fish pond.

Jiang Se'er felt a shudder down her back. Sure enough, there is nothing to sympathize with such a person. She is thankful to be able to save her life in front of him.

Jiang Changjin suddenly pinched her face: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Jiang Se'er howled "Ouch": "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Only then did Jiang Changjin let go.

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Jiang Se'er was very puzzled.

Every time he speaks ill of him in his heart, he can always find out.

Jiang Changjin glanced at her: "It's written all over your face."

The little girl was still playing big swords in front of him, she frowned and he knew what was going on in her mind right now.

Jiang Se'er touched her face, where is it written?

The carriage stopped slowly, and Mingde outside the carriage said respectfully: "Master, we're here."

Jiang Seer immediately opened the curtain of the car excitedly, and the three characters "Wanhualou" came into view. At this time, night fell, but it was the most prosperous time of this Wanhualou, and the painted woman at the door waved a handkerchief to welcome the guests , so lively.

This is the first time Jiang Seer has come to this kind of place, and she finds it very novel.

Following Jiang Changjin out of the carriage, he couldn't bear to blink.

But it's also strange that these brothel women who welcome customers welcome other men into the store, they all embrace and throw themselves on their bodies. No matter how Jiang Changjin walked in, no one dared to go up to him, probably because of his whole body. The momentum is too infiltrating.

Jiang Se'er was walking behind him, but she was quite popular. A few brothel girls surrounded her and touched her face: "What a handsome young man, come here, is this your first time here? Sister I will take you to have fun today."

Jiang Changjin rolled his eyes coldly, and the women were so frightened that they immediately let go.

Jiang Se'er quickly hid behind him and hugged his arm.

A middle-aged woman with heavy make-up came over twisting her waist: "Oh, Mr. Yun is here, honored guest, honored guest, hurry up, please come inside!"

Jiang Se'er guessed that this was probably the bustard here.

The old|Buddhist yelled, while pushing away the girls around him: "Go away, Mr. Yun can't see you bastards, only Miss Furong can get into Mr. Yun's eyes .”

As he spoke, he lured Jiang Changjin into the room flatteringly.

(End of this chapter)

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