hot king

Hurrying back from the company very early in the afternoon, Jiang Keren, who had been listening intently to the commotion outside, heard voices coming from the yard, her heart was pounding, and she walked out quickly wearing cotton slippers.

Standing on the steps, she looked at the young boy standing in the yard, her mouth was open to laugh, her eyes were sore and she wanted to cry.

Jiang Keqing sighed.

This elder sister is powerful in everything, strong in everything, why is she such an idiot when it comes to feelings and family affection?

His son is simply his tears.Watching his concerts on TV, you can even cry.Is this necessary?

"Sister, are you cooking? You're starving to death." Jiang Keqing took the initiative to break the silence.

"It's done." Jiang Keren finally realized.She looked at Tang Zhong and asked, "Is it cold?"

"Not cold." Tang Zhong said.

"Come into the house." Jiang Keren invited.

Tang nodded, and walked towards the living room with Jiang Keqing.

The size of the villa is large, and the interior decoration is also very luxurious.It is countless times more exquisite than Tang Zhong and Da Huzi's nest in Henshan Prison.

Of course, the scenery is definitely not as good as the Hate Mountain Prison.

"Wash your face first." Jiang Keren said. "I'll reheat the dish. Then it's time to eat."

Jiang Keqing pointed Tang Zhong to the location of the bathroom, and motioned Tang Zhong to wash his face.Then she came over to look at Jiang Keren, and said with a smile, "Sister, are you happy?"

Jiang Keren smiled shyly, kept her eyes on the direction of the bathroom, and nodded seriously.

Of course she was happy.Very happy.

Jiang Keqing pointed to the table full of delicacies, and said with a smile, "Have you been busy all afternoon?"

"Not too long."

"Not long? The soup is going to be cold. I told you that we might not arrive until six o'clock. You have to take the time to prepare." Jiang Keqing said.

"I'm afraid you'll come back early—it's okay, I'll just heat it up again." As he said, Jiang Keren ran into the kitchen wearing an apron again.

Jiang Keqing sighed lightly: "Is this the mother?"

I also thought, if I have a son in the future, will I become like my sister?

She shook her head and said, "Absolutely can't have a baby—it will deform your body if you give birth to a baby."

After Tang Zhong washed his face, Jiang Keqing said, "Eat first. I'll take a bath."

After speaking, he went straight upstairs.

"How about—" Jiang Keren looked at Tang Zhong and said, "Let's eat first?"

"Let's wait." Tang Zhong said.He had had an airplane meal on the plane, and he wasn't very hungry, so he ate together after Jiang Keqing took a shower.He was afraid that he would sit at the dinner table with Jiang Keren and not know what to say, and the atmosphere became awkward again.

There was nothing to say between the mother and the child. He was uncomfortable, and she must also feel uncomfortable.

He tried his best to avoid this from happening.

"Then have a cup of tea first." As he said that, he was about to make tea.

"Ma'am. I'll go." said the little nanny in the room.The little nanny is still quite busy at work. Today, after my wife came back, she washed vegetables, cooked meals, and made soup by herself. Now she even has to do the work of serving tea and water by herself—she doesn’t dare to stand or sit, she is almost suffocated. up.

How can you treat a nanny like this?

"Let her go." Tang Zhong said with a smile.

"Thank you, master. I'm Xiaomei." The little nanny said happily.

"Xiaomei, I'm sorry to trouble you." Jiang Keren said. "Make a cup of Dahongpao for the young master. The tea leaves are in the cabinet in my room."

"Okay." Xiaomei agreed, and went upstairs.

"It's time to eat, so I'd better drink Dahongpao—it's more nourishing for the stomach. It's also good for the body." Jiang Keren said.

Don nodded his head.

In fact, it is not suitable to drink Dahongpao before meals.It's just that, as a mother, I always want to give the best thing I have to my children-Jiang Keren is like this.

She wanted to make it up, ten times and a hundred times to make it up.Tang Zhong could see it.

"Did Keqing tell you?" Jiang Keren asked aloud.

"I said it." Tang Zhong said.He knew what Jiang Keren was asking, a young man like him, with a delicate mind and quick response, was no different from those Jing people.

"I'm afraid the old man's health is going to die." Jiang Keren said in a sad tone.

Tang Zhong could tell that she had a very good relationship with the old man.

"It's the old man who made the words for you to settle down and hate the mountain." Jiang Keren explained.

"Then I'm going to see him." Tang Zhong was in awe.Under such circumstances, it was a miracle that the son of a hunter with a big beard snatched the daughter of his boss and paralyzed his rival's legs, and he was able to survive such a big thing.

This is also a question that Tang Zhong has never figured out.

Now Tang Zhong knew the reason, and it was the old man of Jiang's family.

Based on this, Tang Zhong will go to visit and thank this admirable old man.

"Yeah. I'll go tomorrow." Jiang Keren said. "Let's go back together."

"Go back?" Tang Zhong laughed.

Jiang Keren looked at Tang Zhong and said, "Indeed, there are many people who don't want you to go back. If the old man hadn't spoken out this time, and his health is really not optimistic, things might not have come to this point—but , now that you are back, use your abilities to gain a firm foothold in this family."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether you have a firm foothold in this family." Tang Zhong said. "My surname is Tang, not Jiang."

<b节听大胡子讲了一些事情后，觉得他们也没有亏欠我们什么——所以，我只是来看望一个值得尊重的老人。并没有其它的企图。”

Jiang Keren looked at Tang Zhong with charming eyes, and said with relief, "You have grown up."

The video doorbell in the room rang, Jiang Keren walked over and pressed the unlock button, and a picture of the gate of the community came from above.Jiang Keren said, "Please come in."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.Queen style is full.

She turned to look at Tang Zhong, her voice softened dozens of degrees, and she said, "I'll find someone to come over and make some clothes for you."

"Now?" Tang Zhong asked.

"Now." Jiang Keren said. "If you rush to make it overnight tonight, you can probably make a set first. It won't affect the party tomorrow."

While the two were talking, there was the sound of a car engine at the gate of the yard.Then, a middle-aged woman walked over with two foreign men.The two foreigners were tall and tall, one was a bald old man, and the other was a middle-aged man with blond hair and brown eyes.

The middle-aged woman is from Huaxia, she was very reserved in front of Jiang Keren, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, do you think it's time to measure now or wait?"

"Now." Jiang Keren said.

So, the middle-aged woman walked up to Tang Zhong and said, "Eldest young master, can you please stand up?"

Another one called himself 'Eldest Young Master', this title was very weird, like the son of a former landlord.

However, Tang Zhong didn't bother to correct her.Anyway, after meeting today, there may not be a chance to deal with them in the future.

He stood up and let the two foreign men gesticulate on him with a ruler.

When he was watching TV before, he saw that some wealthy families had their own fashion designers.This made him envious.Their clothes do not belong to any one brand and are unique in the market.I didn't expect to enjoy such treatment today.

No wonder Li Bin said that he couldn't recognize the brand of Jiang Keqing's clothes when he was on the plane just now, because her clothes didn't have a brand in the first place.It is also tailor-made.

They measure very carefully, every angle and every detail has to be measured twice.The middle-aged woman was not idle either, she took out a small notebook and kept recording various data.

The bald old man and the middle-aged man cooperated tacitly and looked very skilled and professional.

After ten minutes, they finished all the procedures.

"Mr. Jiang, the measurement is over." The middle-aged woman walked up to Jiang Keren and said with a smile, "Do you want to choose the style and fabric?"

As she spoke, she took out a thick notebook from the lv bag she carried with her.There are all kinds of finished clothing patterns that have been designed in the book.

"These are the latest models. Our designers just designed them." The middle-aged woman said.

"I gave you his photo, and you design a set of clothes according to his temperament. It's a little more formal. Can this set be delivered before ten o'clock tomorrow morning?"

"No problem." The middle-aged woman agreed quickly. "We rushed to work overnight, and we must deliver the finished product before nine o'clock. After the young master has tried it, we still have an hour to modify it." <Two sets, two sets of summer clothes, two sets of autumn clothes, two sets of winter clothes—— , I also need two sets of Chinese tunic suits. "

"No problem. We will do our best." The middle-aged woman said.It's a dozen sets of clothes at once, which is a big deal.

"Is it too much?" Tang Zhong said.

"Not much." Jiang Keren said.She wished she could make all Tang Zhong's clothes for the next ten years, but she also knew that would be unrealistic.Leaving aside the issue of whether Tang Zhong's figure is out of shape, who knows what kind of clothes will be popular in ten years' time?

Tang Zhong smiled and did not speak.

After seeing off the fashion designer, Jiang Keqing also walked down the stairs in her nightgown after taking a shower.

"What? Mary is here?" Jiang Keqing asked.

"Here we come." Jiang Keren said.

"Busy making clothes for your son?" Jiang Keqing said with a smile. "Do you want your son to stand out from the crowd? Don't worry, Jiang Rulong's pretty faces can't compare with Tang Zhong - don't look at him as thin, his figure is quite impressive. The muscles on his arms are also very strong. It feels very good. You touch too?"

"—"

Seeing Jiang Keren's distressed appearance, Jiang Keqing laughed loudly and said, "If you don't touch it, you will be taking advantage of me—"