Bamboo horse is not a human being in his daily life

Chapter 42 [Stars and Assistants] A game within a game, a play within a play
Even though he was sincere and coquettish and begged for forgiveness, Mr. Jiang's expression was still not very good-looking, his handsome face was tense, as if he was about to kick the Wen Queyu off the car in the next second.

Wen Queyu hugged the car door tightly and shivered, not daring to move.

The car drove slowly in the night, and the lights outside the window slowly retreated, as if the reverse button had been pressed. The stars in the dark night followed step by step as the car moved forward.

Wen Queyu woke up from the panic after driving all the way into an iron gate, and looked out the window at the secluded road that suddenly became brightly lit, and the poplar trees planted neatly on both sides.

He tugged Jiang Youba's hand in panic, and said nervously.

"Ruan Ruan, this is not right! This is not the way back to the apartment!"

She frowned, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in her heart.

She grabbed the fabric of his shoulders with her fingers and leaned towards him, whispering in his ear, "Ruanrou, this driver has never spoken since the beginning, do you think he... wants to kidnap us!"

The more Wen Queyu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and then he looked at the sound effect that he had fallen asleep on the back of the chair, his eyes widened, and he reached out to cover Jiang Youba's mouth and nose.

The movement was so fast that even Boss Jiang didn't react.

But she cried, "The sound effect as a system is in a coma. There must be something weird in this car! Ruanrou, wait a minute and you will run as soon as I open the door. Don't worry about me...I'm fine...I'm strong!"

She blinked at Jiang Youbo with tears in her eyes, hinting to him with her eyes: You must, must come to save me!

Jiang Yousi was speechless after hearing this. He pinched her wrist with his backhand, moved her claws away from his face, and looked up at a huge circular fountain that appeared outside the window.

Without further words, she just turned her head in the direction of the window.

Only then did Wen Queyu see the luxurious scene outside.

As a rich second generation, Wen Queyu thought that there were no big storms that she had never seen before, but at this moment she looked at the servants lined up in two rows outside the luxurious palace-like mansion, neatly dressed in the European court style clothes of the last century, she still felt a little bit stunned.

The level of luxury of the rich is unimaginable. What is the operation of setting diamonds on the fountain?Is it true that a certain Gucci brand label can be seen uninterruptedly on the long carpet?
No, no, no, forget it. Opening the car door and waiting for them to get out of the car respectfully is a routine operation for the overbearing president Wenli, but——

"Welcome the young master and the young lady home."

? ? ? ?One second ago, it was a script of filial piety to the daughter and rebellion against the father, but now it is the young master and the young lady?
Is this... exchanging a copy of the novel?Is this the overbearing CEO falling in love with me, or is it that I have an agreement with the CEO after asking for love for seven days? ? ?

Sound Effect opened his eyes and yawned lazily.

Only then did the people standing outside see that there was a child in the co-pilot, who was very professional, with a calm face and a bright smile, and added a sentence.

"Welcome home, little master."

Wen Queyu, "...what's going on?"

With difficulty, Sound Effect stretched out his short legs and jumped to the ground. He raised his hand to hook up the hem of Wenqueyu's clothes and explained, "Don't you know yet? Master Jiang's new identity is the only son of the Jiang family!"

The only son of the Jiang family?

"No, please tell me clearly first, why did he become the only son of the Jiang family? What about me?!"

Ah, her?The sound effect touched his chin with some embarrassment, and said softly, "It's just... both parents died, and you still owe a brokerage company 100 million."

"????" Wen Queyu took a deep breath, smiled and raised his hand to give the sound effect a shudder, "both parents died? Do you believe that I will let you die on the spot right now?"

Before the words fell, an old and kind voice came from the crowd. A group of young men and women who were dressed so exaggeratedly that they almost had the word "money" written on their foreheads came out, surrounded by an old lady in a cheongsam.

"Hey! Is this my little grandson?!"

The old man was leaning on a cane, but after seeing the three people standing in front of the car, he walked over quickly.

A pair of dark brown eyes first looked at the expressionless Jiang Yousi, then at Wen Queyu who had not yet figured out the situation, and finally looked at the aggrieved Sound Effect.

The hand holding the cane immediately let go of the cane that was circling Crouching Dragon, and gently squatted down to embrace the sound effect in his arms.

She kept patting the sound effect's back with a pair of wrinkled hands, and said softly, "Sun Sun, you are home!"

The people following him noticed his words and immediately flattered him.

"Old lady, the little young master is indeed the same as the young master, his facial features are carved out of the same mold! This is really a little fairy boy!"

"Yes, old lady, congratulations to old lady, congratulations to old lady, you finally welcome Jinsun back home!"

……

Wen Queyu had finally figured out the general situation when he came here.

The Jiang family has a big business, and its subsidiaries are located in all walks of life. Outsiders look glamorous, but it's a pity that the Jiang family has few descendants.

In Jiang Yousi's generation, only the wife of the main house had such an only child when she was nearly 45 years old.

The old man's wives struggled their heads, hoping that the stars and the moon could not give birth to a boy, but girls came one after another.

But even so, there are still some people who are not reconciled, touching their bellies every day, hoping to give birth to a little prince to share the favor that Jiang Youba has gained, but who would have thought that once the old gentleman went abroad, he would encounter an air crash on his way back.

While everyone's dreams were shattered, they finally accepted the fact that all of the Jiang family's property could only be attributed to Jiang Yousi's name.

But Young Master Jiang doesn't care at all about these things that others can't fight over. He spends all day either skipping classes or racing, which is called an uneducated person.

In natural contrast with Jiang Yousi is the daughter born to the old man's concubine. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is in charge of a brokerage company, and any artist under contract is a familiar master.

Not bad.

Wen Queyu sat next to Jiang Yousi, and secretly glanced at a group of women who were scattered scattered. This sight made people dizzy when they saw all the beauty.

She glanced at Jiang Youpan immediately, and quickly washed her eyes.

Jiang Yousi, who was holding the teacup, stood as still as a mountain under the direct gaze of the crowd, and handed the teacup in his hand to her, his expression was no longer indifferent as in the car, and his eyes were so gentle that honey could be squeezed out.

"What's the matter? Huh?" He slightly hooked his lips, and smiled slightly, "There are so many people here, is it uncomfortable?"

His tone was doting, his words were full of love that couldn't be hidden, it was so sweet that it made goose bumps all over his body.

When it comes to acting, he, Jiang Yousi, is ranked second, but no one dares to be ranked first!

　Wen Queyu: I feel like the painting style is inexplicably domineering and the president has become a boss!
　　Jiang Yousi:
　　
　
(End of this chapter)