Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Xue Bingxue turned his head, the door opened from the outside, he panicked: "Wei, Will."

Jiang Weier walked in, stomping on the soup on the ground, his eyes were too calm: "What did you do with Lin Shu?"

He said nothing.

Xu Jiuru helped whitewash Taiping: "You misunderstood, Will."

She didn't believe Xu Jiuru, looked at Xue Bingxue, and asked again: "What the **** did you do?"

He still said nothing, the panic and helplessness in his eyes were obvious.

He is guilty.

Jiang Weiier stepped back, her eyes suddenly waved, and she was no longer calm: "Okay, don't tell me, I'll check it myself." She pushed the door hard and ran out.

"Vill!"

Xue Bingxue woke up like a dream, hurriedly chased her out, and stopped her: "Don't go."

Jiang Weier stopped, turned his head, his eyes hot, staring at him.

"Then explain it to me."

He opened his mouth and had nothing to say.

Her eyes were red.

"Explain!" She shook off his hand forcefully, and finally couldn't suppress her emotions. "What do you mean by not speaking? Did you admit it!"

Xue Bingxue couldn't lie to her, so she didn't say a word.

"You and my mother really calculated me and Xiao Linshu, right?" After waiting for a while, without getting an answer, her eyes slowly cooled, "Give me some time."

Jiang Weier left, leaving Xue Bingxue behind.

The dark clouds were just now, and now the clouds dispersed, the stars came out around the moon, and half a ray of light was shed, the lanterns outside the house were still on, and Jonville's car had already gone far.

Under the lamp, there are two shadows, one of a person and one of a cat.

"Meow."

"Meow."

The orange cat whispered, as if it had no strength.

Its owner squatted in the apricot light of the lantern and rubbed its head with his slender white hands: "Hexi, today you are a great hero."

"Meow."

Hexi crouched down on the ground, whispering quietly, a thin cat with big eyes.

Its owner is in a good mood, gently caressing its back, the hand holding the paintbrush is too delicate: "Xu Jiuru, that old lady, must be mad." She laughed, "Deserve it."

"Meow."

"Meow."

Originally, she went to deliver the soup, and heard at the door that Jiang Weier's predecessor was talked about. She gave Jiang Weier a ‘great gift’ for his adult beauty.

Jiang's family is messed up.

Regarding the medication, the old lady made a speech and was not allowed to spread it out. Jiang Chuan was only fined two years of salary. Obviously, the old lady was deliberately partial.

Today’s dinner was prepared very well, but the masters of the Jiang family didn’t want to eat it, especially the old lady, because Jiang Weier and Xue Bingxue couldn’t eat it.

Jiang Wei opened a pot of wine that had been buried for many years and drank with Jiang Xiaolin for an hour.

"Brother Lin."

"Dad, you say."

The father and son were drinking on the roof, no one else was around. Jiang Weikai poured a glass of wine, the smell was strong, and it was intoxicating.

"Do you want Jiang's?"

Jiang Wei drove into the officialdom, and he had always ignored the family's business. This was the first time that he brought up this matter half-truth through his drink.

Jiang Xiaolin threw the tie on the ground, unlike usual meticulous, now the collar is crooked and slanted, seeming drunk but not drunk: "What if I want it?"

Just such a son, if he wants to, help.

"Weir's share can't be moved. She doesn't eat hard and hard, and she has the best relationship with Brother Zhi. She has to start with Sister Xi and Sister Li." Jiang Wei opened his tongue a little bit, and indeed drank a lot. Sister Xi’s ambition is big, and she is profitable. Sister Xi is the one who hides the deepest. You must first find out her details."

When the old man died, he divided the shares into six shares. The four houses were the most. Jiang Zhi got the old lady's share. Dafang wanted to seize power. I am afraid that another share would not be enough.

Jiang Xiaolin put the rules aside and teased: "I thought you were only interested in political affairs."

Jiang Wei opened a glass of white wine, not as serious as usual: "I'm just a son like you, how can I get snacks, in Jiang's family, if you don't care about anything like Weier, you have to have some means of survival." Slightly drunk, shook her head, "Your grandma gave birth to five children and there are no more than two."

When the wine glass was poured, he got down.

His drinking is still so bad.

Jiang Xiaolin took a coat, put it on Jiang Wei's shoulders, and drank the remaining half of the glass. He looked up for a while, then held the phone for a long time before dialing.

He didn't save the number, he lost it.

"Tang thought."

"Drinking?"

He laughed: "A little bit."

The tone of this speech is light.

Tang Xiang estimated: "Drunk?"

Jiang Xiaolin refused to admit: "No." He boasted, "I'm drinking well."

On the other side of the phone, Tang Xiang just came out of the bathroom: "Are you drunk, you like to make random calls whenever you get drunk."

This guy rarely gets drunk, but as long as he gets drunk, he makes a few calls. The time they graduated, at three in the morning, he called and sang to her for an hour. The moon represented my heart. She was also convulsed and listened for an hour inexplicably.

moon?

There was thunder and lightning that night.

"Do you want to be a queen?"

He asked inexplicably.

Tang wanted to have a video conference later, and didn't have time to talk nonsense with him: "I also said that I'm not drunk. Let's go to sleep and hang up."

He said nothing.

Tang wanted to wait for a while, then hung up the phone: Enemy!

"If you want to be a queen," he threw the phone aside, poured a glass of wine, "I have to win the concubine."

The first time Jiang Xiaolin saw Tang Xiang was on the day the freshmen reported.

He was robbed of a computer bag at the entrance of the school. The entrance was full of 18 or 9-year-old students. No one was in their early years. She chased the little thief three streets and beat them with flat shoes.

The sun in September is like a fire.

She ran all over with sweat, her bangs stuck to her forehead, her cheeks were red with heat, and one hand was carrying the little thief who grabbed the bag: "Classmate, look, are you missing anything?"

This girl, where's the courage and ability, dare to catch the thief alone.

There was no shortage of things. The computer screen was broken. It should have been when she hit someone with flat shoes, hit the computer bag and knocked on the screen. Seeing this, the little thief pushed her and ran away.

It's just a computer, and he is not without money.

Well, he put the broken-screen computer under her feet, with a non-negotiable expression on his face: "Broken, you have to pay."

"..."

Tang Xiang was speechless: "Classmate, you are not kind."

He wrote a number and put it in his computer bag: "This is my number, and it can be paid in installments." The number was left, and people left.

"..."

Tang wanted to be speechless again.

"Hey!" She rolled up her sleeves and wanted to hit someone. "Which class are you in and what's your name?"

The other party looked back, white clothes and black pants, looking personable, like a person: "09th class, Jiang Xiaolin."

She is also in the 2009 class. On the freshman celebrity list, she is at the top and Jiang Xiaolin is below.

So Nieyuan started.

It was late at night, and the family in the second room didn't sleep well.

How could it be possible to fall asleep, Luo Changfang's heart burned full of flames: "The old lady deliberately kicked us out of the second room in order to win power for her precious grandson." She was so angry that she could not sit still and cursed. "This old immortal thing!"

"Baby grandson?"

Jiang Fuli sneered: "If you want a real baby, Jiang Chuan is more than just fined."

On one side is the right arm, and on the other side is the "baby grandson". The old lady is not "baby grandson" personally.

"Fuli, what do you mean by this?"

Of the three members of Erfang’s family of three, Jiang Fuli was the smartest. A clue made her suspicious: “Isn’t it strange that Jiang Chuan didn’t confess that we had been drugged? It’s something that can be found out by a closer inspection, why? To cover up?"

Why cover up?

Luo Changfang couldn't think of it.

Jiang Fuli can conclude: "Jiang Zhi's illness is weird, and the old lady is even more weird."

Jiang Weili also nodded: "Fuli makes sense. Let's take a look. Maybe a dog will bite a dog."

Luo Changfang was still anxious: "What about the shares?"

Jiang Fuli did not answer this question, and asked Jiang Weili one thing: "Dad, who is Fuxi's biological father?"

"Her mother gave birth to a child out of wedlock," Jiang Weili also shook his head, "I don't know whose child is." This matter, as well as Jiang Zhi's parents, are all taboos in the Jiang family. The old lady knows.

Jiang Fuli was very interested: "You don't know, it seems that the old lady is keeping a secret."

After ten o'clock, Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang finished eating and returned to Yuquan Bay.

He called Xue Baoyi: "Baoyi, I want you to help me if I have something."

"Say."

Jiang Zhi succinctly: "Help me check my parents."

"What are your parents doing well?"

Jiang Zhi didn't explain.

Xue Baoyi didn't ask more: "What happened more than 20 years ago, I'm afraid it's not easy to investigate, why don't you find Nan Chu?" Qiao Nanchu said that it is also the intelligence department, and there are many ways to check intelligence.

Jiang Zhi: "You have many wild roads."

Xue Baoyi: "..."