This wealthy family is too rich for me

He Jing handed the book to He Shengchen, with a bright smile on her lips: "Brother, see you off."

Gao Guixiang said: "Jing'er knows that you have been looking for this book, and will do everything possible to find it for you."

"Thank you Jing'er." He Shengchen really liked it. This ancient book is a bit worn out, but it also proves that it is quite old.

"You're welcome." He Jing smiled shyly, then pouted: "It's just that my brother likes this kind. If it were me, I would prefer Sun Tzu's Art of War. Its author is a master of ancient Chinese military thought. His broad and profound classical I am shocked by the military theory system, what does my sister-in-law think?"

She suddenly asked Jiang Moyao.

Jiang Moyao was taken aback for a moment, she was confused, she was not good at literature.

The scene was very embarrassing.

How could Jiang Moyao know Sun Tzu's Art of War? She only knows 36 tricks, which is still not complete...

"Sister-in-law?" He Jing didn't seem to see her embarrassment, and asked, "Do you like Sun Tzu's Art of War? Which volume do you like?"

"I..." There is no way to escape, so Jiang Moyao could only bite the bullet and say, "Actually, I didn't..."

"Jing'er, you don't know." He Shengchen interrupted her loudly: "Your sister-in-law is a science and engineering major and doesn't understand literature, but she is quite accomplished in digital language and high-end technology, which ordinary people can't compare to."

He Jing was a little embarrassed: "Sister-in-law is so powerful?"

"No." Jiang Moyao said softly, "I'm just lucky, and I chose a major that I like."

He Jing lowered her eyes slightly, a little sadly: "That's good too, it's a very happy thing to be able to do what you like."

Gao Guixiang interrupted: "Jing'er is very good at literature, and she likes it very much. I really like listening to those historical stories. If you have time, you should learn more."

A scientific literature…

Jiang Moyao pursed her lips, and responded with a smile: "Yes, I will learn."

He Jing said coquettishly: "Grandmother, sister-in-law probably doesn't like literature, so don't force him to learn it."

"You child, how could I force her?" Gao Guixiang glanced at Jiang Moyao.

What can she say, can only say no.

He Jing stuck out her tongue, looking like a naughty girl, then turned her head and acted like a spoiled child to Jiang Moyao: "Sister-in-law, did you prepare a gift for me?"

Jiang Moyao subconsciously glanced at He Shengchen.

"I put it in your room." He Shengchen ordered the servant to get it.

Soon, the servant came down. It was a beautifully packaged dress, which could be seen to be white.

Just like the one He Jing is wearing, although she hasn't put it on yet, she can already imagine how good it would be if she put it on.

He Jing liked it very much when she saw it, and couldn't wait to open it and shake it off. The white skirt is simple but not monotonous, and there are handmade patterns on it.

It was obviously chosen with care.

Even Jiang Moyao was taken aback.

"It's pretty." He Jing couldn't like it, she looked at it over and over again: "It's so pretty, it's what I want, sister-in-law, how do you know me so well?"

Apart from laughing, Jiang Moyao could only laugh: "Just like it."

She originally thought that she should choose a gift herself, and that would be considered sincerity.

But looking at it now... Maybe she really didn't choose the gift that satisfied the person involved.

He Jing took the skirt and compared it to her body. The upper body looked very suitable, but the skirt was piled up on her legs. She suddenly sighed: "The skirt is so beautiful, but it's a pity that I can't stand up, otherwise I would be able to stand up." Wear it for you to see."

Gao Guixiang's face darkened, she glanced at Jiang Moyao lightly, and said comfortingly: "Grandmother believes that one day you will be able to stand up."

Jiang Moyao didn't know what was going on, so it was difficult to speak.

He Jing forced a smile: "It's okay, I'm used to it anyway."

"Stupid child." Gao Guixiang felt distressed, and glared at He Shengchen: "Didn't you say that you would find the best doctor for your sister, what about the doctor?"

He Shengchen squatted beside He Jing and stroked her hair: "I have already made an appointment with a specialist for this disease, and he will come to treat you soon, and you will recover soon."

"Really?" He Jing's eyes lit up, and when he nodded affirmatively, she hugged him: "Brother, you are so kind."

He Shengchen patted her on the back: "You are my sister, of course I will treat you well."

Gao Guixiang looked at the two brothers and sisters and smiled: "Now you can feel at ease, with your brother's guarantee, you will definitely get better. Grandma is still waiting for you to accompany me to the theater."

There was a tear in the corner of He Jing's eyes, and she wept with joy: "I am so happy. I have a brother and a grandmother. Our family must never be separated."

Gao Guixiang smiled helplessly: "Silly girl, you are talking nonsense, we are a family, how could we separate?"

"What about brother?" He Jing asked stubbornly.

"of course."

He Shengchen's answer did not satisfy He Jing, and he stretched out his little finger: "Pull the hook."

It could be seen that He Shengchen doted on her very much, and made an agreement with her, and He Jing was finally satisfied, with a small face smiling like a kitten.

"Dirty." He Shengchen deliberately laughed at her, making her dissatisfied and coquettish.

Jiang Moyao and Jiang Li stood by and watched, compared to that family, they were really redundant.

Jiang Li didn't care, anyway, he was not a family member, but...

He glanced at Jiang Moyao, who lowered his head, and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he felt that he must not feel well.

"Don't worry about it." He leaned over and whispered, "He Jing is not in good health, they dote on her very much."

Jiang Moyao couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, it must be right for people to spoil the girl at home.

It's just that she felt that standing here was really embarrassing like never before, and she even regretted it a bit. It would be great if she didn't come.

She can't compare with He Jing when it comes to literature or family relationship, and she can't vent her unspeakable depression.

Hearing Jiang Li's words, she squeezed out a smile: "It's okay, I understand."

Jiang Li felt that her smile was particularly ugly, and secretly sighed in his heart, his boss was still not sharp enough.

Otherwise, he should know that he should keep a distance from his sister at this time, let alone...that is not his own sister.

"I'm hungry, why don't we eat first?" He had to remind: "Your family is warm, and there will be plenty of time after I leave."

He Shengchen let go of He Jing, stood up, returned to Jiang Moyao, lowered his head and smiled at her, and held her hand in front of everyone: "Let's go, let's eat."

At that moment, Jiang Moyao suddenly had an urge to get rid of him, she didn't know the reason, but she held back in the end.

The meal was not pleasant either, it should be said that it was Jiang Moyao's unilateral unhappiness, the whole family enjoyed themselves, so she and Jiang Li just shut up and ate.

Finally finished eating, Gao Guixiang said she was a little tired and went upstairs to rest.

He Jing said, "Then brother, please take me back to the room."

He Shengchen nodded, walked to He Jing's side, paused for a while, then turned around and said, "Yaoyao, wait for me."

Jiang Moyao smiled and nodded, and after he went upstairs, she went upstairs decisively.

She needs to be alone for a while.

After He Shengchen went downstairs, he found that the living room was empty.

He froze for a moment, then turned around and went upstairs, only to see Jiang Moyao standing at the window.

"Isn't it cold?" he asked.

Jiang Moyao didn't look back, but just shook her head.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

Jiang Moyao turned her head, leaned against the window and smiled, "Come up and rest when you're tired."

He Shengchen walked over to hold her hand, and frowned when he found it slightly cold.

Jiang Moyao suddenly asked: "What's wrong with He Jing?"

He Shengchen took her hand, walked to the bed and sat down, then said: "That girl's problem is a congenital blood disease, which has never been completely cured."

Jiang Moyao sighed a little: "That's really a pity."

"It's also because of this body that grandma has always doted on her." He Shengchen also showed a smile: "Even I have to be in the back row in grandma's heart."

"I can tell."

The old lady looked very serious, but she only smiled when facing He Jing.

"That girl is also suffering." He Shengchen sighed: "It stands to reason that this disease is not difficult to treat in a family like ours, as long as we find a suitable bone marrow donor."

Jiang Moyao tilted her head: "Then why?"

He Shengchen crossed his legs, holding her hand and putting it on his lap: "Of course it's because there is no suitable bone marrow. Her blood type is very special. I have been searching for many years, but I have not found anyone who can match her."

"Panda blood?" Jiang Moyao's heart skipped a beat.

"It's so smart." He didn't deny it, and raised his hand to pinch her nose.

Jiang Moyao lowered her eyes and smiled, of course he knew about such a rare blood type, because she is.

"Yaoyao."

She was taken aback, He Shengchen had called out this before, but Liberty sounded particularly serious this time.

He held Jiang Moyao's hand tightly, and said in a low voice: "He Jing has been pampered since she was a child, so it is inevitable that she will be self-willed, and she will not think too much about what she says. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, I will tell you You apologize."

"No, I understand." Jiang Moyao slowly withdrew her hand and smiled at him: "I'm not a child, how could I really care about her."

He Shengchen looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "Thank you."

Jiang Moyao hooked the corners of her lips: "What's the matter, we are husband and wife, although it is fake..."

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were pressed against a finger.

"Hush." ​​He leaned closer, his eyes seemed to be filled with tenderness: "Didn't it be agreed that we will be together in the future?"

Jiang Moyao pursed her lips and touched that finger, she blushed a little: "I know, I won't say that anymore."

He Shengchen smiled in satisfaction: "Yaoyao is so good."

"Where are you so good?" Jiang Moyao was a little awkward, thinking that these words seemed to be coaxing children.

As soon as the words fell, there was a piece of warmth on his lips, with a familiar cold fragrance.

Jiang Moyao was in a daze and couldn't say anything.

She just couldn't help thinking when she was in a daze.