Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 281 Not Like Siblings
"Brother Xing, do you know the origin of Shuo Yun?"

Jin Shixing was looking at the gold and silver utensils on the ancient shelves.

He waved his hand absent-mindedly, "How could I know? Su Xiaojiu, I only participated in this competition after hearing that I could get a lot of gold as a reward for winning the championship. Isn't your work in vain?"

Su Jiu had nothing to do with him.

This guy has a very gifted sense of smell, and the technique of making incense is exceptionally superb. As long as Hua Lao demonstrates it once, he can learn almost immediately no matter how complicated the technique is.

He is a talented player, even if he doesn't work so hard, he can always get Hua Lao's favor.

unlike her...

In the past six months, no matter how hard she worked, Hua always seemed to dislike her.

No matter what kind of incense she makes, she will always be picked on by Hua Lao.

When the little girl was depressed, Jin Shixing sighed that those gold and silver utensils did not belong to him, and shook his head and slipped away.

Jiang Yanqi was the only one left in the hall.

The girl ranked No. 70 on the Tianxiang list, but fourteen young, with a handsome appearance, weak and slender, and a morbid beauty that can collapse when the wind blows, is more likely to make men feel protective than Xu Zizhu.

Holding a champagne, she coughed a few times with a pale face.

Su Jiu poured her a cup of hot tea, "Miss Jiang, are you alright?"

The girl glanced at Su Jiu with interest, and said softly: "Miss Su, we have known each other for half a year, and we are still friends. There is a word in this world called as careful as a hair, and it is exactly me."

Su Jiu nodded.

The girl was right in saying that. After getting along for half a year, Su Jiu felt that Jiang Yanqi was indeed the most careful person among the six.

It is not unreasonable to be on the Tianxiang list at such a young age.

She waited for Jiang Yanqi to say the following.

But the girl coughed a few more times, and left like a weak willow supporting the wind, without saying a word.

Jiang Yanqi looked back at Su Jiu who was confused, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

The so-called carefulness is never just on the way of incense.

Seeing Mr. Fusheng today, she felt that this man had some inexplicable relationship with Su Jiu.

As for the man calling himself Shuo Yun...

She has followed.

The identity of that person is even more interesting.

The girl walked to the courtyard with a smile, and the tall and burly boy was already waiting there.

"Brother."

She spoke softly.

Jiang Yanzhi wrapped her in a cloak expressionlessly, "The weather is getting colder, I'll take you home."

The girl smiled sweetly, "Thank you, brother. Brother, grandma's memorial day is coming. Daddy must be very sad during this time. You should spend more time with him."

Jiang Yanzhi's voice was faint: "It's been 20 years, no matter how sad, it should be relieved and comforted by time. How can it be my turn to accompany him? It's my grandfather, who has been away for 20 years, and there is no news at all. Such an amazing talent, brilliant, famous People all over the world..."

The two of them talked, and passed through the red corridor.

Su Jiu poked out half of his small face from behind the fan, saw Jiang Yanzhi walking, and suddenly took Jiang Yanqi's hand quietly.

Jiang Yanqi tried to struggle a few times, but couldn't break free.

Su Jiu frowned, feeling that...

These two are not like brother and sister.

She returned to Daoxiangtang, facing the empty and deserted lobby, she suddenly wanted to go to the garden to find Mr. Fusheng and Xu Zizhu.

The garden is full of rare and rare herbs, all of which are Hualao's private collection.

Xiao Tingchen, wearing a silver carved mask, stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, admiring the flowers and trees in the garden.

Xu Zizhu sat behind him, pouring tea with his sleeves rolled up.

The girl has an elegant appearance, "If I hadn't caught a glimpse back then, I wouldn't have expected that the famous Lord Fusheng would be—"

(End of this chapter)