Red Heart Survey

Compared with those three-point fragrance buildings that are famous in famous cities in big countries, this sub-building in Fenglin City is probably not worth mentioning. But anyone who has seen Miaoyu would not say that.

One of the current principals of the Fang family, Fang Zehou, is Fang Heling's biological father and Fang Pengju's uncle. He has traveled far and wide, has seen a lot, and has independently opened up the business routes of Yunguo. He has both ability and fame, and he is the next patriarch of the Fang family. Such a character is obsessed with Miss Miaoyu. Every time I come back from a business trip, the first thing I do is to come to Sanfen Xianglou for entertainment.

There are countless such things. Fang Zehou was not the first big man to fall under Miaoyu's skirt, nor would he be the last.

And Zhao Rucheng, who loves flowers and grass, is also among them. Ever since he heard of Miaoyu's fame, he spent a lot of money, almost living in Sanfen Xianglou as his home, with the momentum of vowing not to give up.

"There is no such possibility." Zhao Rucheng said very calmly, "A woman who resists seeing me has not yet been born."

At the same time, he added in his heart that Jiang An'an is of course not a woman, she is just a brat.

Miaoyu nodded slightly, as if to express her agreement: "Indeed, Mr. Zhao is first-class handsome in appearance, and even more generous in his moves. His strength is good, his family background is good, his future is bright, his heart is exquisite and clear, and his mouth is open. Honey mixed with oil, what woman can resist you?"

"But." She said but, there was a trace of sadness between her brows, which made people eager to help her erase it, "but you don't like me enough..."

It seems that Zhao Rucheng doesn't really like her enough, which makes her sad.

"Hey hey..."

A burst of obscene and abrupt laughter broke the atmosphere of the venue.

It was Huang Azhan who did not know when he woke up, but the drunkenness had not completely dissipated. At this moment, she was leaning on her chin, looking at Miss Miaoyu with a smirk on her face, "Hehehe..."

Needless to say, he knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Wang hid his face and remained silent, but he recognized Miaoyu as the girl in red dress he bumped into earlier, but he had no right to speak in this environment.

Du Yehu wanted to drag Huang Azhan out and slaughter him, so as not to embarrass himself like this again. I'm considering whether it's worth committing a murder before joining the army.

"Why don't you like it enough?" Only Zhao Rucheng was ashamed, with a calm face, as if he didn't know Huang Azhan at all, showing the skills of a veteran Hua Cong, "I have never chased a woman for so long, since I met Miss Miaoyu , I spent more time in Sanfen Xianglou than in Chengdaoyuan. My love is overflowing, and it is almost drowning here."

He got up and left the table, approaching Miaoyu gracefully.

"Here." He followed his heart.

I have to say, this situation, this scene, such a handsome person. Even though the old bustard has weathered countless storms in her life, she is also dizzy at this moment, and she can't hold back her heartbeat.

But Miaoyu stopped him with only one sentence——

"You don't really like me, you're just bored."

The charming smile on Zhao Rucheng's face disappeared, and he stopped in his tracks, not moving forward.

"I really don't like you now." He said, "I hate women who are too smart."

Jiang Wang has always known that Zhao Rucheng is a person who is very afraid of trouble and very indifferent. He doesn't seem to care about anything, muddling along is his life motto.

He spends money like dirt and wastes time. Talent is wasted like money is wasted. But this is all his own business, and no one has the right to interfere with him.

So he could understand Zhao Rucheng's frivolous likes and dislikes.

But then again, talking about whether you like it or not in a brothel is a humorous thing in itself.

"I went home after walking, and I have to cook for An'an." Jiang Wang got up and said.

"Third Brother." Zhao Rucheng looked at him sincerely, "Shall we pack and order food for home? Don't do it yourself."

Du Yehu over there also nodded his head, with lingering fear on his face: "An'an is still a child."

"..." Jiang Wang looked ugly, "Are you still going?"

"Let's go."

Du Yehu picked up Huang Azhan, ignored his struggle and laughed foolishly, and the group dispersed in a hurry.

Miaoyu just watched them leave with a smile, without saying anything.

But with a light twist of her fingers, a white pellet that had been prepared for a long time quietly landed on Jiang Wang's back without everyone knowing.

and penetrated.

...

Du Yehu sent his drunken drinking buddies to go, Zhao Dashao naturally returned home to rest, and Jiang Wang went to the Taoist dormitory alone to pick up An An.

When she received Jiang An'an, she was obviously not in a very high mood, her mouth was puffed up, and she was sulking for some reason.

"What's the matter, my little An'an?" Jiang Wang smiled, very amiable.

"It's okay." Jiang Anan pouted.

"That's good." Jiang Wang beckoned, "Go home."

"..." Jiang An'an was stunned. Don't you really plan to ask more questions and care a few more words?

Over there, Ling He didn't try to persuade him to stay, he just waved his hand, "Goodbye, An An."

Jiang Wang understood that this elder brother had long wanted to practice, but he couldn't devote himself because he had to take care of Jiang An'an. His talent is not very good, but his diligence is indeed first-class.

"Brother Linghe, goodbye." Although Jiang Anan was not very happy, she still had basic courtesy.

"That's right." Before leaving, Jiang Wang said casually: "All of our Daoxuns have been transferred to you, and we should be not far from Kaimaidan together. Work harder and change them earlier. "

Ling He was silent for a while, and then said: "It should be given to Rucheng first, he is the youngest and the most talented, so it shouldn't be wasted."

"He's not interested." Jiang Wang simply explained, "Then Brother Hu plans to go to Jiujiang Xuanjia and follow the path of the ancient military family who is full of energy and blood."

Ling He didn't push back any further, just said: "Okay."

He knew that Zhao Rucheng's lack of interest was really uninteresting, and Du Yehu's decision was really irreversible. There is not much he can do. What he wants to do at this stage is to not waste these honors and friendship.

"Go home." Jiang Wang lifted Jiang An'an, let her sit on his right shoulder, and walked home steadily.

Jiang An'an suddenly became happy, and with a "drive", her calf dangled in front of Jiang Wang.

On the way out of the monastery, she also enthusiastically spoke on behalf of Jiang Wang. Whenever someone greeted "Senior Brother Jiang", she would reply crisply: "You are also good."

Jiang Wang also followed her, and just nodded.

"Is Brother Linghe bored?" Jiang Wang asked casually on the way home.

"He's waiting at the door before school is over. He still has things to do after school, but he won't let me go, and keeps following me." Jiang An'an said, biting her finger.

Ling He has a generous and reliable personality, so asking him to help take care of Jiang An'an is the safest thing to do. Being inseparable is just a basic operation.

"What can you be busy with?" Jiang Wang said while tearing off her fingers, "Don't bite your nails."

"Hey!" Jiang An'an was so angry that he was about to jump down on the spot, thinking that there was still some way to go from home, so let it go. "I'm too busy to tell you."

Jiang Wang didn't care too much, and said one after another: "Brother Linghe is very kind, An An should be polite to him."

"You can't shake your face."

"Stop biting your nails."

The sound gradually faded away.

--"Know it!"