Pretending to be good

"Mr. Huo."

Huo Chengyu turned back, looked at Yuan Jiao, and said in a blunt and cold tone, "Auntie Yuan just call me Cheng Yu."

Yuan Jiao didn't care about his tone and expression, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, how is your father?"

Huo Chengyu nodded, "Thank you, Aunt Yuan, for your concern. He's fine."

Yuan Jiao just asked this question. After all, she had a relationship with the Huo family, and more or less because of her, the Huo family ended up like this. When they reunited after many years, they had to ask a few questions.

But Yuan Jiao changed the subject, "I heard that your Huo family sent Yuan Shen as a representative to come to the seaside to cooperate with the Song family?"

"That's Huo's decision."

Yuan Jiao thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "I see, it seems that you still don't like business things, are you still obsessed with psychology?"

"I find it very interesting. Like a disease I have been studying, a person can split several or even dozens of personalities. Each personality has an independent personality and memory. What's more interesting is that some personalities can coexist peacefully. Some personalities will plan to 'kill' other personalities and become the only personality, doesn't Auntie Yuan find it very interesting?"

Yuan Jiao's face remained unchanged, "You mean split personality? Is this also the scope of your research?"

"Yes, if you are interested, I can explain it to you in detail."

"No need," Yuan Jiao declined, "I have no interest in this disease. But as the host of this banquet, I still want to remind you not to go too far."

"I don't understand what Aunt Yuan means."

"Some things are meaningless if they are straightened out. I don't want to mention things I know well. After all, this matter is over, and Ms. Chen doesn't want this matter to cause too much trouble."

Huo Chengyu nodded, "I understand."

"That's good, you continue to drink."

After Yuan Jiao finished what she wanted to say, she turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Huo Chengyu, "Aunt Yuan, I have seen Xici."

Yuan Jiao stopped and looked back at him.

"No wonder Aunt Yuan is confident. It turns out that Aunt Yuan has taken good care of Xi Ci all these years."

"Speak straight."

Huo Chengyu took a step forward, "Xi Ci has come of age, Aunt Yuan can't take it lightly."

Yuan Jiao looked at him silently, "Thank you for reminding me."

"Should be."

Yuan Jiao left the living room, found Jiang Mingcheng, and said in a low voice, "Mingcheng, do Auntie a favor, go and find Xi Ci, and tell him that I have something to do with him."

Jiang Mingcheng put down his wine glass, "Okay."

A servant came to one side, looking at Yuan Jiao in a panic, "Ma'am..."

Yuan Jiao looked at her, "Didn't I ask you to deliver hangover soup to my husband? What's wrong?"

The servant hesitated, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Sir, he...he..."

"What's wrong with him?" Yuan Jiao was suspicious, and walked upstairs without further questions.

Jiang Mingcheng questioned the servant in a low voice, "What's going on! Tell me quickly!"

"I, I saw Mr....on Mr.'s bed, and Aunt Chen on Mr.'s bed..."

"Aunt Chen?!" Jiang Mingcheng cursed angrily, and ran after her, stopping Yuan Jiao at the door.

"Auntie Yuan, let me come to my dad, you go down to greet the guests first." Jiang Mingcheng held the doorknob with one hand and stood firmly in front of the door, looked at Yuan Jiao anxiously, and smiled guilty twice.

If Aunt Chen is really on his father's bed, then this scene must not be seen by Yuan Jiao.

Otherwise, Yuan Jiao would definitely leave the Jiang family because of this!

"Your dad is drunk. I'll go in and have a look at him, and then I'll leave."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll come, I'll come, my dad vomited in the dark when he was drunk, the room might look like that, Aunt Yuan, you haven't done this, I'll come!"

Yuan Jiao was silent for a moment, "Alright then, I'll go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of hangover soup."

"it is good."

Jiang Mingcheng looked a little strange, but Yuan Jiao didn't think about it, and went downstairs to the kitchen to serve hangover soup.

As soon as Jiang Mingcheng waited until Yuan Jiao left, he quickly opened the door.

The servant was right, on the bed Jiang Chenhe was drunk and unconscious, his clothes were disheveled, and there was a half-naked Aunt Chen lying beside her.

Although Aunt Chen has been working in Jiang's family these years, she has not done any chores that she really needs to get started. Although her skin care is not as good as Yuan Jiao's, she is much younger than women of the same age.

Jiang Mingcheng knew that Aunt Chen harbored ill intentions towards his father, but he also knew that Jiang Chenhe absolutely despised Aunt Chen, so he felt relieved to let her stay at Jiang's house.

But I didn't expect Aunt Chen to be so impatient.

Hearing what Gu Youchen said at the banquet today, taking advantage of Jiang Chenhe's drunken opportunity, he sneaked in and climbed onto Jiang Chenhe's bed.

Jiang Mingcheng clenched his fists tightly, and dragged Aunt Chen from the bed to the ground.

Aunt Chen woke up at this moment no matter how much she slept. She looked at the angry Jiang Mingcheng dragging her half-naked to the bathroom in panic, and said in surprise, "Mingcheng, what are you doing! Let me go!"

Regardless, Jiang Mingcheng dragged her into the bathroom, threw her under the shower, and poured cold water on her.

Aunt Chen was shaken by the cold water, just about to scream, Jiang Mingcheng stuffed a towel into his mouth, stepped on her shoulder unceremoniously, his eyes seemed to spew fire.

"Listen to me, idiot. Don't think that you can sit back and relax by climbing into my dad's bed. If my dad wakes up and sees you on his bed, do you think you can still stay in Jiang's house?"

The place where Aunt Chen's shoulder was stepped on was covered in bruises, and she wanted to struggle but couldn't struggle with Jiang Mingcheng's hands and feet.

Seeing that she was dishonest, Jiang Mingcheng tied her hands and feet with a bath towel, threw her in the back of the bathroom, and yelled, "If you dare to say a word later, I will kill you! Did you hear that?"

With a towel stuffed in her mouth, Aunt Chen whimpered and nodded.

Yuan Jiao's voice came from outside the bathroom, "Mingcheng, are you in the bathroom?"

Jiang Mingcheng replied loudly: "Yes, Auntie, I am helping Dad wash his coat."

Jiang Mingcheng gave Aunt Chen a hard look, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.

"Auntie, put down the hangover soup, I'll take care of Dad." Jiang Mingcheng seemed embarrassed and said, "Dad has taken care of me for so many years, and I haven't taken care of him once."

Yuan Jiao took a look and said with a smile: "Okay, then you come, I'll go find Xi Ci, this child, I don't know where he went."

"Okay, let's go."

Yuan Jiao nodded, put down the hangover soup, and went downstairs to find Xici.

However, Xici did not show up until the end of the banquet.

Jiang Mingcheng locked Aunt Chen in the utility room, as if this had never happened.

After the banquet was over, Jiang Yucheng saw off the guests in the front hall, and Xi Ci came out of the toilet.

"Xi Ci, where have you been? Aunt Yuan has been looking for you."

Xici seemed to have lingering fears, tugged at Jiang Mingcheng, and whispered in his ear, "Mingcheng, this villa of yours...before...was it..."

In the middle of the speech, Xici faltered and looked around.

Jiang Mingcheng looked a little panicked in his eyes, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"Is it..." Xici leaned close to his ear, suppressed his voice, and uttered each word lightly, "Nao, ghost?"

"What haunting! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xici was startled by Jiang Mingcheng's loud voice, he gritted his teeth and covered his mouth, and said angrily, "Can't you keep your voice down!?"

After finishing speaking, with an overly frightened appearance, he grabbed Jiang Mingcheng's arm and looked around tremblingly.

Jiang Mingcheng was born out of courage, imitating Xi Ci's ear, lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "How do you know about this?"

Xici's heart trembled, "Really?"

Jiang Mingcheng's face was constipated, "Not many people know about this matter, and I haven't made trouble at home for many years, what's wrong? Did you see it?"

Xici's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were straight, his face was pale, and his lips trembled, "I, I, I heard, he, he was still talking to me."

Seeing him like this, Jiang Mingcheng was also a little curious, and asked him in a low voice, "Speak? What?"

Xici's lips twitched, looking at Jiang Mingcheng's curious expression, his eyes blinked for a long time, and suddenly they looked like deflated balls, "It's nothing."

It is most important to say half and half.

"Nothing." Seeing his pale face, Jiang Mingcheng was obviously frightened, and patted him on the shoulder to explain, "Don't scare yourself, I lied to you just now, how could there be a ghost in Jiang's villa, you must be hearing hallucinations. "

Is it an auditory hallucination? Xici knew in his heart that the voice that was speaking was clearly whispering in his ear.

Xi Ci originally didn't believe in such things as ghosts and gods, but he himself was a person who had died once, so he couldn't tolerate his disbelief.

Seeing that he was still frightened, Jiang Mingcheng distracted him and said, "Okay, don't think about it, you must have misheard, go and see your birthday present today."

A lot of people came to the banquet, and because of the coming-of-age ceremony written on the invitation, naturally there were many gifts.

A lot of gifts were placed in the side hall, and their names were carefully marked on them.

"Song Xiao?" Jiang Mingcheng saw the name, and directly stuffed a palm-sized gift box from Song Xiao into the most hidden place.

Xici wasn't very interested in these things, so he dug out the gift that Gu Nange gave him, opened it up and found it was a car key.

Jiang Mingcheng raised his eyebrows, "Sure, Ferrari."

Xici picked another gift at random, with Song Yao's name written on it.

Song Yao didn't come tonight, but the gift was brought by someone.

When the package was opened, it was an exquisite gift box. The material of the box seemed to be wood, with delicate and ancient patterns carved on it.

It's also not big, but when the package was opened, Xi Ci smelled a strange fragrance on the box.

He had smelled the fragrance from Song Yao before.

Could it be a bottle of perfume inside?

Xici took a deep breath intoxicatedly.

Like an addicted addict.

"Xi Ci, what is this?"

Xici subconsciously hid the gift back, and after realizing it, Xici was surprised why he would hide it.

Jiang Mingcheng smiled unnaturally after being surprised, "What is so mysterious, why can't I see it?"

"Nothing, just a bottle of perfume."

"Perfume? Who is so boring to give you perfume?"

Xi Ci shrugged, "Who knows. I'm too lazy to read these things, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes first."

After speaking, he yawned and went upstairs with Song Yao's gift.

Jiang Mingcheng looked at Xici's back, which was indescribably strange.

After Xici went upstairs, he put the box on the desk next to the bed, changed into casual home clothes, stood in front of the mirror, smiled slightly, and said lazily, "Xici, how are you?"