Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

She stepped forward and hugged him, "No, as long as you don't reject me, give me a chance to stay by your side and treat you well, don't keep rejecting me, it's too sad..."

His intimate tone made Helang frown slightly, pushed him away, and stopped him: "Don't do this."

Jiang Jiao let go of his hands with gloomy eyes, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking, but finally he mustered up the courage to express his feelings.

"In short, although we haven't known each other for a long time, I just like you. From the first day, I struck up a conversation with you because I have a crush on you, and every day I get along with you, I like you a little more. Now, I don't want to hold back anymore caught."

He spoke in a relaxed tone, and Herang just listened, indifferent.

Jiang Jiao approached him and said seriously, "I'm not forcing you, I just want to tell you how I feel."

Helang was a little embarrassed, so he nodded.

Although Jiang Jiao had confessed his love to him, after clearing up his mood, the two of them would do whatever they wanted, and they got along naturally at work, even if he occasionally made a few jokes, He Lang just ignored him.

In order to allow Helang to stay in his house, Jiang Jiao also took a lot of thought. First, he brought antiques home, and in the name of working overtime, he specially displayed the books at home, and finally invited a calligrapher to bring them to him. He came to the house with his calligraphy and painting, and Helang was seduced by him, so he slowly agreed.

Helang didn't return to his residence for a long time, and the nanny in charge of taking care of him felt that something was wrong, so he called him to ask.

"Young master, why haven't you been home for several days? Do you want to cook for you?"

Only then did Helang realize that he hadn't greeted his aunt first, and apologized, "No, I'm staying at a friend's house."

The nanny looked at the phone suspiciously, friend?Her young master is not familiar with the place here, so what friends can she have? She slapped her head and remembered that every day a man would ask him out and send him home.

Remembering that the young master was sent abroad because he liked men... The nanny couldn't help but start thinking wildly, and said, "Isn't it the one who sends you home every day?"

Helang let out a "hmm", which was affirmative.

After the nanny finished the phone call with him, she remembered that Father Jiang had told her to take good care of the young master, but in this situation, is she negligent?

After thinking wildly, she had no choice but to call back and report the truth to Father Jiang, saying that the young master is not going home now and is living with a man.

At that time, Jiang's father happened to be in the company, and Jiang Jingda was also beside him. When he heard his adoptive father call Lang Lang's name, all his attention was absorbed at once, and he put down the documents in his hand, and listened attentively.

When Jiang's father heard the words "cohabitation" and "everyday date" and so on from the nanny, he immediately thought wrongly, dropped the phone, blushed and cursed roughly, "You bastard! You actually found a boyfriend in a foreign country." I sent him abroad, it’s fine if I don’t reflect on it, and dare to do such a bastard thing! Lao Jiang’s family’s face has been completely lost!”

Jiang Jingda froze when he heard that, Lang Lang, he... found a boyfriend?Something broke out of his heart. At that moment, Jiang Jingda seemed to hear the beating of his heart that had been silent for a long time. It rubbed against his chest, and a fire arose. He even wanted to rush to a foreign country and question him face to face. him.

Jiang's father had obviously become something wrong. The heavy panting sound was especially frightening in the quiet office. He fell from the chair and fell to the ground, looking sick. Jiang Jingda didn't care about other things, and hurriedly called the staff and an ambulance.

On the way, Jiang Jingda sent someone to inform Song Qinglian of the news, and as soon as Song Qinglian knew about it, she rushed to the hospital while calling abroad, scolded Helang, and told him to return home immediately.

When he learned that his father was hospitalized, Helang abroad was in the morning, and after being scolded by Song Qinglian, he immediately woke up, got up, put on his clothes and hat, and packed his luggage.

Looking at Jiang Jiao who was still asleep, Helang thought for a while, and had no choice but to leave him a note, which said that he had returned to China, and that if he wanted liquidated damages, he could contact him.

Hurriedly rushing back to the country, Helang rushed to the hospital without stopping, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Jingda and Song Qinglian guarding the ward.

At this time Jiang's father had already rested, and Helang couldn't disturb him, so he could only worry about his father's condition.

With tears in her eyes, Song Qinglian told him that her father was out of danger, but the situation was still not optimistic.

He was a child of old age, and now he is not too young. Some senile diseases suddenly appeared, and some problems appeared every now and then, and he went to the hospital for injections and medicines for examination. The immunity is low and the recovery speed is slow, so he is in danger. Now he can only decide to stay in hospital for a long time for recuperation.

Helang looked guilty. He had heard at home that his father had just had a cold and that he could just take some medicine, but he didn't care. That's why he knew now that his father's health was not optimistic.

Seeing her son down, no matter how much Song Qinglian blamed her, no matter how angry she was, she immediately dissipated. She patted him on the shoulder, and said to Jiang Jingda: "Take Lang Lang back to rest first, and I'll watch over here."

Jiang Jingda nodded, looked at the suitcase in his hand, thinking that he must be tired after rushing here, so he immediately pulled his suitcase, took his hand on the other side, and led him away.

Helang followed him silently, sat in the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt slowly, and the two brothers didn't speak a word along the way.

Jiang Jingda seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't ask for a while.

Helang took the initiative to ask him, "Brother? Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Jiang Jingda turned the steering wheel and hesitated for a while, "You have a boyfriend abroad?" Although his tone was flat, Helang could hear a hint of caution.

"No, just friends." After he answered, he immediately became puzzled, why would Jiang Jingda ask these questions?How did he know?Reminiscent of the phone call from the nanny, according to her personality, she might have sold herself long ago, but he didn't expect the nanny to think of the relationship between him and Jiang Jiao in this way.

Helang's answer immediately made Jiang Jingda heave a sigh of relief, and most of the depression accumulated in his heart dissipated. This feeling of relief was something he never expected.

But even if he said that, Jiang Jingda still had a bitter heart, just like Meng Lun, Lang Lang's tablemate back then, who just gave his child a watch, and he couldn't help but investigate him.This time, who will it be?

"How is he, how is he treating you?"

Helang thought about Jiang Jiao, and other than being clingy and glib, his overall impression was good, so he nodded.

Jiang Jingda stopped talking, stepped on the accelerator slightly, and the speed of the car was obviously much faster.

Helang was a little startled by the speed of the car, but when he looked sideways, he was expressionless again, as if something was wrong.

Jiang Jingda drove in silence, not knowing what to say to him.

Long after Lang Lang said that he liked men, he couldn't help but think wildly every day, and also thought about what Lang Lang's future lovers would be like.

But, who would be worthy of his Lang Lang?He is so good, so good, who can be so lucky to get his favor?Just thinking about it makes people jealous.

He hopes that that person is dedicated, honest, and the one who loves him the most, can let him live a carefree life, and can give him happiness that is not lost to anyone.

But whatever he thinks, isn't he the only one who loves Lang Lang the most?He has self-confidence, and no one else can match his liking.

So, why...why couldn't he also be that possibility?

This idea came out suddenly, as if his heart was full of enthusiasm, and it made him suddenly open, thinking about the possibility.

They are not related by blood, and they have been with him for decades. In any case, he is the person who knows him best and loves him the most.

Jiang Jingda glanced at the car mirror, and slammed on the brakes. Helang thought he was going to fall to the front, but was blocked by his thick chest. Then the door was opened, and Jiang Jingda picked him up from the car.

Helang's eyes widened, and he thumped him in disbelief, "Brother, why did you hug me up?"

"You're tired and need to rest." Jiang Jingda replied calmly, and walked to the door of the house with long legs.

Helang was speechless to what he said, and frowned, "No matter how tired you are, you can still walk one or two steps."

Jiang Jingda was noncommittal, but he still didn't put him down. He hugged him directly into the room, and put him carefully on the bed. Even so, he didn't let go of his hands, just hugged him like this.

Jiang Jingda hugged him like a child, as if he was still the little Douding back then.

But for such a big man, and still being hugged by him, Helang felt awkward, stretched out his foot and kicked him in the stomach, and reminded: "Brother, I'm going to sleep."

Jiang Jingda's face remained unchanged, "Go to sleep, brother sleeps in his arms."

Helang couldn't help complaining, "Brother, you're too clingy today..."

After the sigh, Jiang Jingda's hug was tighter, and he seemed to be trembling slightly when he spoke, "Don't leave my brother again...My brother can't bear it." To be able to endure until today is already a miracle in his eyes.

Helang lowered his eyes, looked at him, and replied, "I won't leave in the future."

"Really?" Jiang Jingda confirmed with him again in a low voice.

In order to get rid of him, Helang naturally responded quickly.

Only then did Jiang Jingda let go, keeping his promise in his heart, and letting him take root and grow.

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Brother is still the original partner =3= Prepare to know your own mind...

☆, transfer

Maybe when people get old, many things will be seen through, but they will also be more persistent and unfinished, as is the case with Father Jiang.

He already knew that his body was not strong enough, and it has gotten worse and worse in the past few years, so he gradually handed over the property to Jiang Langmin, but he didn't expect that his body would not be able to hold it so soon.

When he was seriously ill, he knew that his time was approaching, so he was particularly anxious to arrange everything around him.

His wish is nothing more than to hope that his own son can be more sensible, come back obediently to inherit the family business, marry a wife and have children, and continue the incense for the Jiang family.Although feudal and conservative, there is nothing wrong with it.

But the ideal always runs counter to the reality. At this juncture, Jiang's father knew that he might not have the chance to pamper him again, so he called the lawyer when he still had the strength to get up, left a will, and transferred the shares I gave it to my son, and used it to force him to take over the company.

Maybe this would be unacceptable to his son, but Jiang's father had nothing to do. He only regretted that he didn't let his son come to the company to study more.

Helang was baffled, why he was suddenly overwhelmed by the company's heavy responsibilities, and hurriedly wanted to discuss with his father, but his mother stopped him in the ward and refused to let him in. Followed my brother to learn how to manage the company.

This made him always feel guilty when facing Jiang Jingda, feeling as if he had stolen something that should belong to him. After all, the company was the painstaking effort of his father and Jiang Jingda.

"Brother, what do you think?" Helang asked Jiang Jingda.

But he didn't seem to be moved, he stretched out his hand to stroke Helang's messy hair, and said calmly: "It was originally left to you by father, I just helped you guard it for a while."

"What about your ambition?" Helang glanced at him and said decisively, "Anyway, I don't know those things, and it won't help if I go to the company."

"I teach you."

"I don't study."

"Then what do you want?" Jiang Jingda looked down at him and asked him what he thought patiently.

Helang glanced at him, called the hospital again, and confirmed that his mother would not come back this week, so he gave Jiang Jingda the share transfer document he had prepared and asked him to sign.

Song Qinglian is a woman, so it is okay to let her spend money on shopping, but doing business is completely out of her scope, so most of Jiang's father's shares belong to Helang, but there is also a very small part of Jiang Jingda's. Hard work pays off.

If Helang could transfer his shares to Jiang Jingda, he would be able to have a relative controlling stake, and he would still be able to secure his position as the person in power. He believed this, and Jiang Jingda knew it better than him.

Seeing that this opportunity was close at hand, Jiang Jingda remained silent, reading the share transfer document over and over again, but refused to sign it.

"Do you want to sign?" Helang frowned sullenly, pretending to be impatient and urged him.

Such a gesture really worked. Jiang Jingda seldom saw him angry. Seeing him like this, his body automatically picked up the pen and obeyed his order to sign.

Since Lang Lang had already given him his trust, how could he not accept it?At that time, wouldn't Lang Lang only be able to rely on him?He thought about it secretly.

Helang smiled in satisfaction, and poked his cheek with the other end of the pen, "Brother, don't let me down."

Jiang Jingda grabbed his troublesome hand, put it in his arms, and pressed it to his heart.

He was so defenseless that he completely gave himself the support his father left him?He knew that Lang Lang's nature was like this, and he regarded it as a heavy burden, wishing to let it go, but it undoubtedly represented all his trust in himself.

Although his approach seemed reckless and impulsive, naive and ignorant of world affairs, but this is the person he likes.

Jiang Jingda returned a shallow smile, but Helang probably didn't see it.

The company started a major rectification, and Jiang Jingda finally grasped the control in his hands. The resulting impact was also a series. After confirming again and again, she almost fainted, and immediately rushed to her son and questioned him angrily.

"What on earth do you want to do?! Just give your father's hard work to outsiders?! Are you stupid! Are you going to piss off your mother?!" She usually loves her children very much, even to the servants. She loses her temper and speaks softly to Helang, but this is not a trivial matter, how can she treat it with a gentle attitude.

"Brother is not an outsider." Helang replied naturally.

Song Qinglian was at a loss for words and gritted her teeth.

She originally wanted her son to rely on shares to control Jiang Jingda, but she didn't expect him to do this again, and he didn't know his fault so far, and he was closer to his brother than her mother .

She had no choice but to repeatedly say that Helang was a white-eyed wolf, and rushed directly to the company, throwing the report in front of Jiang Jingda.

"If he doesn't know how to give you the shares, you can really get it?! Lang Lang likes you so much, won't your conscience hurt?!"

Even if her attitude is not good, Jiang Jingda always respects her and is grateful to this woman who brought his Lang Lang into this world.

Facing her questioning, he remained calm, and when he heard her say that Lang Lang likes you so much, his heart softened, as if making an oath, he promised, "Mother, don't worry, I will protect Lang Lang's life without any worries."

Song Qinglian snorted, but still didn't speak for a while.

Everyone has seen how he treats her son. She really can't blame him on this matter. She is just angry that the family property is in the hands of someone who is not her own.

Jiang Jingda pursed his lips slightly, "It's a done deal, no matter what you think, I will take care of Lang Lang, you and I will support you, and I will take on the responsibilities of the Jiang family."

Now that he said so, Song Qinglian, a woman who doesn't understand anything, can say anything, but she was so flustered that she immediately said that she would go abroad for treatment and travel with Jiang's father, and she didn't want to see the two brothers again.

Although it was angry words, it was also a kind of helpless compromise, and he had doubts about his promise.

On Jiang Jingda's side, there was indeed a difficult problem.

He is young, even though he has strength and achievements, some members of the board of directors who rely on the old to sell the old will inevitably complain, trying to secretly buy shares and kick this yellow-haired boy.

Jiang Jingda was so busy that he didn't go home for a few days, which also made Helang puzzled. A little sense of responsibility in his heart also drove his desire and desire to visit the company.

He took a taxi by himself and came to the company without a sound. Because he had never been here before, the front desk downstairs didn't seem to recognize him. He hesitated, and only asked him who he was looking for while looking at him.

"Jiang Jingda." Helang looked at the elevator and realized that he didn't seem to know where to go. It should be said that he knew nothing about the family's property and company, except for the address he got from a servant. Feeling ashamed and blaming myself for how I can help the task object.

The lady at the front desk was slightly startled, she was definitely not an ordinary person who could directly call their president by his first name, so she quickly brought him to the president's office.

Helang waved his hand, telling her to back down.

As soon as he opened the door, Heron felt the low air pressure inside the door, consciously stopped, and for some reason began to eavesdrop.

"Wang Dong is staring at us right now, you actually made a mistake at this juncture?" Jiang Jingda could be vaguely seen behind the crack of the door, with a stern face like a thousand-year-old ice cube, staring straight at his employees , so scared that the opponent's body trembled.

Hearing that the other party began to apologize continuously, and even begged for mercy in a low voice, Helang finally opened the door and walked slowly to his side, "If there is any problem, solve it, so why not get angry with the staff."

"Here?" Jiang Jingda suddenly withdrew his gloomy aura just now, with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he would never have thought that he would appear in the office anyway. After a quick reaction, he got up and pulled his chair for him to sit down .

Looking at the clock on the table and the big sun outside, he almost forgot that the employees were in front of him, and started asking Helang how he got here, did he have lunch, and he didn't go home for a few days to look at him, he Have you had a good rest? The sun is so strong outside, have you been basking in the sun?

The employee who was still sweating had a complicated face at this time, feeling that his existence at this time was extremely embarrassing, and he didn't know whether he should listen or not.

Jiang Jingda slowly turned his head and glanced at him, he nodded cleverly and ran out of the office immediately.

"What about you?" Helang didn't take it seriously, turned around his boss chair, raised his head and asked Jiang Jingda.

He didn't believe that the servant didn't report his schedule to him. It should be said that he knew his every move at home quite clearly. It wasn't that he didn't know, but he just didn't care.

On the contrary, Jiang Jingda is really a workaholic. After a few days, he looked haggard. He is the one who needs to care about whether he has a meal or rest.

"I'm ashamed to care about me with my appearance." Helang glanced at him, and simply took his hand and strode towards the door, "I will accompany you to dinner."

Jiang Jingda didn't speak, but was willingly dragged away by him.

As soon as the two walked out of the office, they had already attracted the attention of most people.

After the two left, the staff in the office whispered to everyone, "I was criticized by the boss just now, and I almost thought I was going to die. After this person came in, the boss immediately became happy and gave him the seat." Sit down, even ask about food and water, like raising a cub."

"What the hell? Sitting in the boss's seat? It's too scary!" Everyone was in disbelief, and they spent the rest of the day immersed in this anecdote.

After resting, Helang locked Jiang Jingda into the office and asked him to go home and sleep on time tonight, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he wandered around the office area for a while, and accidentally heard a few words they discussed content.

"Do you feel that the boss is in a good mood today?"

"Yes, yes, after that handsome guy came today, he never called anyone into the office. Did you know that the boss called more than a dozen people into the office in the morning, and they took turns to criticize. Xiao Fan and Xiao Wang have already I was immediately fired!"

"Oh, there is no way. I heard that the people above are trying to mess with our boss right now. I don't know if they have installed someone in. For the sake of safety, the boss is understandable."

Helang approached from behind, interrupted them with a smile, and said softly, "Sisters, is it time for a break?"

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☆, falling flowers intentionally

Helang's appearance surprised several people, and when they recognized him as the person they were talking about, they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

Someone guessed his identity, and tentatively called out "Young Master."

Helang nodded as a response, and then naturally sat among them, with a troubled look on his face, "My brother has been staying at the company for the past few days and has no time to accompany me. You know what my brother is busy with. ?"

Several people looked at each other and looked at his appearance. The insiders couldn't help but tell him, and asked him to take their boss home quickly. The air pressure in the company has been low enough these days.

Helang managed to get the words right, and he returned a thankful smile to them and ran straight home to find Guatu.

There is only one reason to find Guatu, and that is to ask if it can ask the manual to do him a favor.

But this time, Guatu obviously didn't have the ability to help him. He drooped his ears and said lazily: "In order to prevent the host from using cheats and cheats to expand the size and slack in doing tasks, the manual will only provide help once per world."

"Okay, I see, just can you stop talking and croak."

"Master host, Guatu doesn't want to change, quack."

Heron rubbed the rabbit's head and probably knew what it meant, so he gave up seeking help from the manual.

Guatu raised his eyes to look at him, and shook his head slightly. It knew that its host wanted to help Jiang Jingda solve the company's problems, but he didn't contact him himself, so he could only be anxious now.

It thought that its host would put a lot of thought into these matters, but it didn't expect that within a short period of time, Helang still got the shares and hurriedly put them in front of Jiang Jingda for him to sign.

Faced with such a sudden situation, Jiang Jingda was obviously shocked, thinking he was joking.

But after confirming the certificate in detail, he had no choice but to believe it.

"Lang Lang, how did you get it, huh?" Jiang Jingda put down the things in his hand in disbelief, got up and pressed his head and asked.

Helang took his hand and said confidently: "I bought it."

"Where did you get the money?" Of course Jiang Jingda was puzzled, didn't Lang Lang spend all his pocket money on antiques?Will there be any left?Even if it is surplus, it is impossible to support this huge sum of money.

Helang pondered for a while, stroked his long hair, and finally told him softly: "Antiques, calligraphy and paintings are all valuable things."

The antiquities he came into contact with were at least hundreds of thousands, or even tens of millions of rare objects. After returning from England, he knew how to use the resources at hand to invest.

Moreover, each of Helang's own paintings and calligraphy is also expensive. With his appreciation level and creation level, it is already enough for him to make a lot of money every day.

He doesn't understand superfluous things, he just uses his powerful funds to forcibly buy some scattered shares at high prices, and these few percent of shares, in the hands of Jiang Jingda, can just help him obtain an absolute controlling stake and let the board of directors Some restless people quieted down.

After Jiang Jingda heard the explanation, he couldn't help himself for a long time. He never thought that his younger brother, who always seemed to be idle and hated company affairs the most, would do this to help him.

"I heard that the liquidity in your hand has been suppressed—but it's okay, I—" Heron thought for a while, and wanted to say something else.

Jiang Jingda had already hugged him and interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking.

In fact, he shouldn't worry about these things at all, he will naturally try his best, but he didn't expect that his younger brother cared about his situation and took him seriously.

To be able to accomplish such a remarkable thing, his Lang Lang is indeed the best.

Jiang Jingda didn't speak, just hugged him, and rubbed his cheeks against the top of his head repeatedly, expressing his restrained feelings.

"You're good to me, too." Helang didn't take it seriously, for fear that Jiang Jingda would think too much and put some psychological burden on himself.

Jiang Jingda paused, held his shoulder, and asked, "Then do you know why I treat you well?"

Helang paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at him, and Jiang Jingda mustered up the courage to look back, with a little expectation in his eyes, but it took a while for Helang to say, "Because we are brothers."

Jiang Jingda's eyes dimmed in an instant, and he couldn't tell if he was doing it on purpose or if he really didn't understand. This sentence of course should sound warm, but in his eyes, it was so cold.

Helang frowned, feeling a slight change in the atmosphere, and immediately said that he was hungry and wanted to go home.

Seeing that this person was about to slip away from his eyes again, Jiang Jingda's blood was racing, and he impulsively stepped forward and grabbed his arm. "Let me tell you the answer."

His face was completely reflected in Helang's pupils, making him forget to break free for a moment.

Then, Jiang Jingda's voice became extremely gentle, as if he was narrating a story, straight, simple, but moving.

"But I really like you. I like Aiwujiwu. I know what your rabbits like to eat and drink. You like calligraphy and porcelain. I also read them. I like what you like. "

Once some words are spoken, it is like opening a floodgate, whether it is the feelings or words in the heart, they are like turbulent water waves.

He thought, on the first day, when that little figure crashed into his arms, it also directly crashed into his heart... Maybe it was a little nasty, but it was all what he really wanted.

Helang licked his dry lips, not knowing what to say.

Guatu heard something about himself for some reason, croaked, smiled secretly, and sent a voice transmission to Helang, "Look, your brother said you like me, right? Host, you are right No, do you like melon rabbits, croak."

Helang was disturbed by Guatu's noise, and he hadn't made up his mind on how to reply for a while, so his face looked a little indifferent, and he evaded: "Are there not enough things in the company? Let's solve the current problem first."

He actually didn't want to use such a cold tone, but in view of his tenderness to Zhen Puyang in his previous life, and the final result, he decided not to have any emotional disputes with the task object this time.

Jiang Jingda's enthusiasm was extinguished, and he woke up instantly, with mixed emotions in his heart.

It was already very difficult for him to muster up the courage to express what was in his heart, but fortunately, speaking this time also made him feel relieved.

It's just that Lang Lang's obvious evasion and rejection are still depressing.

Jiang Jingda lowered his eyes and comforted him, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

How much he wanted to go back to the past. When Lang Lang was a child, he looked obedient and docile towards him, as if his whole body would melt if he looked at him.

And now, he is no longer a boy who will follow him, but even if he glanced over with an indifferent look, he still wants to follow.

Helang thought that Jiang Jingda was also a transparent person who knew what was important, so he didn't care about it any more. He just reduced his time at home and spent more time at school.

After he returned to China, he immediately took a lot of trouble to go to the university he was going to study in China.

And there, he happened to meet Meng Lun, his former classmate.

It was really embarrassing to say it, but Jiang Jingda lost the watch he specially gave him, but he never dared to speak to him.

When Meng Lun saw Helang again, he looked very excited, and looked around him round and round.

"I thought you would definitely come here to study, so I got in too, but I didn't expect you to go abroad suddenly." Speaking of this, Meng Lun curled his lips in dissatisfaction, his shoulders drooped, and he felt aggrieved of.

Helang apologized to him embarrassingly. After all, the two of them had agreed to go to the same university together at the beginning.

This reunion made Meng Lun laugh so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth, he hooked his shoulders and took Helang to dinner.

During the dinner, he suddenly thought of something and spoke suddenly.

"Hey, I remembered, your brother has business dealings with our family recently."

Helang asked a few words and nodded in satisfaction.

Meng Lun was suddenly dissatisfied, and leaned his head to his side and said, "You know, just for such a business, my sister tried her best to hook up with your brother, heh, this woman is really..."

As he spoke, Meng Lun's tone was full of disdain, and his expression was bared, as if he had hated her for a long time.

"Huh?" Helang looked at him suspiciously. Is this how Meng Lun treats his sister?And what happened to her and Jiang Jingda?

Meng Lun took a sip of his wine and said with disdain: "Hey, my sister, it's not my own sister, but the third child."

As soon as he talked about his sister Meng Xinyue, Meng Lun's mouth never stopped, pouring out her viciousness, "This woman is very tricky, she tricked me around when I was young, and asked me to recite many things to her. How many scapegoats do you know, and I was hanged up and beaten by my parents."

After finishing speaking, Meng Lun gritted his teeth and spat at her directly.

Helang raised his eyebrows, expressing his eye-opening.

He took another sip of his wine, and said in a decadent tone, "That woman Meng Xinyue is like this, have you seen it?"

Meng Lun finally met Helang, pestered him and refused to let go, saying that his father wanted him to attend the reception tonight, and his sister was also there, he didn't want to go alone, he had to ask Helang to accompany him, anyway he Brother is also present.

Although Helang was born in such a family, but because he was strictly protected, he never participated in such a gathering once. Apart from wanting to open his eyes, it was also because he couldn't resist Meng Lun's entanglement.

He didn't tell Jiang Jingda in advance, so when he appeared at the reception at night, Jiang Jingda also looked surprised, leaving the person who was talking and walking towards him with a glass of wine, with slight disapproval in his eyes.

"Who brought you here?" Jiang Jingda asked directly.

Helang pointed to Meng Lun who was beside him.

"Hey, hey, you just confessed me!" Meng Lun waved his hand innocently, and then turned his head to blame Helang for his frankness.

The two seemed to be on good terms with each other, Jiang Jingda couldn't get involved for a while, so he could only watch quietly, his pupils darkened.

Perhaps seeing that both Meng Lun and Jiang Jingda are here, a woman in a formal dress came gracefully, holding a glass of champagne and naturally approaching Jiang Jingda, gently putting her hands on his shoulders, like a gentleman and a lady The combination is pleasing to the eye.

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Seeing that the sister he hated also came over and looked familiar with Jiang Jingda, Meng Lun was not at ease. He turned his head to look at He Lang beside him, but his face was normal, looking around as if he was here to watch. He tugged on the sleeves of the person next to him dissatisfied.

Helang finally looked sideways, realizing that this was the sister Meng Lun was talking about.

She has a good face, looks dignified and beautiful, and often has a smile on her mouth, which makes people feel good. Seeing Helang looking at her, he instinctively raised a little defense, but it immediately turned into a gentle smile. Affectionately call him brother, not young master,

Jiang Jingda frowned at Meng Xinyue's address, turned around and put the wine glass away calmly, and shook off her hand on his shoulder.