Chapter 88 Chapter 88 I didn’t ask you to steal his girlfriend! …
No one knew how Jiang Yuming got injured. Xing Kui had smelled blood on him more than once, and this time it was particularly serious.
He didn't even ask for leave to recuperate, and pretended to be normal. He picked up the spoon with his slender fingers, and looked at Jiang Yuming's narrow and beautiful eyes opposite him with a smile, and drank a sip of the nourishing soup she had poured.
"Don't scare Kuikui. In my opinion, we should hire a detective to investigate Lao Li thoroughly," he suggested.
"Then go ahead and hire a good one to check it out." Liang Junhe, who was sitting next to him, immediately said.
"Of course, you can rest assured that I will do my job."
Xing Kui lowered her head and ate silently. It was awkward for both of them to stare at her while they were talking, but Jiang Yuming was right. Hiring a detective was a good idea.
Before today, her suspicion level towards Li Chengchuan was fifty. After today, her suspicion level soared to eighty. She hoped that the detective could find the accurate result.
The waiter brought a new dish, which was old hen wonton soup. The snow-white soup noodles were sprinkled with chopped green onions, and the green and white colors matched each other well, and the aroma was fragrant.
Xing Kui really wanted to ask the chicken, why doesn't it have four legs? Forget it, two chicken legs plus two wings also makes four.
She distributed them to four men at a table, thinking, "Brothers, please don't add any more people, otherwise they will only be able to eat chicken butts."
Jiang Yuming picked up a chicken leg with his chopsticks. The water in his cup was calm. His gorgeous beauty was reflected in the cup, and there was a dark danger hidden deep in his pupils.
"Life is so good now." Jiang Yuming bit the chicken leg with his red lips and said casually, "It just so happens that there are four seasons in a year, Kuikui, I think we should wait until you get over the pressure to get married, and then the four of us can each have a season."
"Cough." Xing Kui choked while eating wontons.
"Cough." Liang Junhe, who was eating chicken wings, also choked.
Jiang Yuming made another dangerous statement!
When there was only Zhou Jing, he said that Zhou Jing and he could take charge of the day and the night respectively.
When Xu Ye came along, he said that there were seven days in a week, with three people getting two days each, and one day left for Xing Kui to take off.
Now that the four of them are sitting at the same table, Jiang Yuming says that there are exactly four seasons in a year.
Xing Kui was terribly embarrassed. How would they divide the money among five people? She asked, "How could Jiang Yuming be so tolerant?"
Liang Junhe's body turned red from neck to ears, and his milky white skin blossomed crimson. Only Xu Ye and Zhou Jing were stable. Xu Ye was not very smart and needed time to react, while Zhou Jing was experienced and used to it.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Xing Kui stood up.
I leave this battlefield to you!
Clean water was splashed on the cheeks to cool down. The brothers were indeed rich men. The restaurant was booked by them and it was very quiet. However, they did not make the ears quiet at all.
In front of the shared washbasin for men and women, Xing Kui couldn't help rubbing her ears.
Assuming this is the ancient world, Jiang Yuming would be more like a queen in charge of domestic affairs than a concubine. When the concubines in the harem are jealous of each other, she would say: Brothers, be magnanimous and let the emperor treat everyone equally.
Two hands suddenly turned Xing Kui over. The ungenerous Liang Junhe glanced towards the box with an arrogant look: "I can monopolize it for twelve months of the year, why should I share it with them?"
Should a concubine who intends to monopolize the emperor be punished with a cane?
"Kui Kui." Liang Junhe called her sweetly. Xing Kui suspected that he was deliberately hoarse his voice, speaking like peach honey. "I'm pursuing you. Are you considering me?"
"I'm thinking about it. It's not that I haven't fallen in love with you yet." Xing Kui admitted that her military advisor Jiang Yuming didn't give her any advice, but in fact -
Liang Junhe's conditions are indisputably good. There is no age issue and family obstacles have also been resolved.
He also publicly confessed his love on the show. Xing Kui received a message from her mother, praising the young man for being handsome and romantic, etc. It seems that her mother had a good first impression of him.
If Liang Junhe could accept a fake marriage, Xing Kui would want to go home and find her household registration book, but he insisted on having a real relationship and a real marriage, which made it difficult.
"Am I any worse than others?" Liang Junhe looked at her aggrievedly, reaching into his coat pocket, pulling out a pair of decorative glasses, and putting them on with a feigned serious expression, "I'm no worse at wearing glasses than Brother Zhou, am I?"
Xing Kui paused for three full seconds.
"Where did you get your glasses?" Good guy, he must be dying of suffocation after holding it in until now.
"There are plenty of dressing rooms." Seeing that Xing Kui was unmoved, Liang Junhe curled his lips, took off his glasses, put them back in his pocket, and then grabbed one of her hands.
He placed her hand on the edge of his clothes and reached inside.
"My muscles are no worse than Xu Ye's. They're not as big as his, but if you count, they're also eight."
The heat touched the tip of her finger, and Xing Kui opened her eyes wide. The palm of her hand was engraved with the burning undulations of her abdominal muscles, as if she had touched neatly arranged pieces of milk bread.
The fingertips were pressed into the groove, like scratching the strings of a guitar, from the starting point to the end point. Xing Kui felt that her mouth was also scratched as if there was a zipper.
A dull and restrained "hum" from Liang Junhe came from above his head: "Kui Kui, so cool."
I understand. What else don’t you understand?
He wore glasses to imitate Zhou Jing, asked her to touch his abdominal muscles to compete with Xu Ye, and now he was imitating Jiang Yuming's wavering.
Xing Kui raised her head. Liang Junhe was trying to tell her that he could have whatever she wanted.
But he was not one of those people after all. After he said those dirty words, his face looked like it had been soaked in pepper water, so red that it was unbearable to look at.
Suddenly, two hands reached out from behind Xing Kui and pulled her away from Liang Junhe.
Jiang Yuming grabbed the hand that Liang Junhe had put into Xing Kui's clothes and rubbed it on his windbreaker: "With your skinny body, you really have the nerve to let Kui Kui touch it."
Liang Junhe: "What! Kuikui, he's talking nonsense."
That's nonsense. Although Xing Kui didn't finish counting, it is estimated that Liang Junhe really has eight abdominal muscles.
"If you want to compete with me, why not sing?" Jiang Yuming seemed to have heard Liang Junhe's words. A layer of dark clouds covered her beautiful face. "Kui Kui likes my singing more."
Xing Kui was about to unzip her mouth, but upon hearing this, she quickly zipped it up again. If the song "Unwavering Love" was indeed more seductive when sung by Jiang Yuming, then this was unacceptable.
"Don't be so sure." Liang Junhe raised his chin and said proudly, "I sang during the live broadcast, and Kuikui gave me a thumbs-up. Thumbs-up, have you ever gotten one?"
Jiang Yuming's crimson lips curved upwards, and he glared at him and smiled, "You want me to take back the copyright of the song?"
Inside the box, Xu Ye leaned against the door. He couldn't hear anything outside, but he was still listening with his ears perked up.
"We really don't need to go?" He asked Zhou Jing. Knowing that Liang Junhe and Jiang Yuming left one after another to find Xing Kui, was there really no need to stop them?
Zhou Jing drank his soup with a calm expression: "No need, you and I are exes. Before Kuikui solves her problem, no matter how much we fight, it will be fruitless. It's better to let others fight."
The sooner they can reach a conclusion, the sooner they can help Xing Kui resolve the problem, and thus, Zhou Jing and Xu Ye will have the opportunity to win Xing Kui again.
Xu Ye nodded directly and praised: "Brother, you are really scheming."
Zhou Jing: “…” Really honest.
Xu Ye relied on his absolute sincerity to move Xing Kui's heart, while the arrogant and trouble-making Liang Junhe did not have this advantage and was on the road to impressing Xing Kui.
In front of the sink, Liang Junhe stared at Jiang Yuming who mentioned copyright, put his hands in his pink hair, and laughed: "Brother Jiang, you like Kuikui so much, right? If you like her, come and chase her with me. I really need someone to form a comparison group with me."
He was so arrogant that he had called out to Jiang Yuming more than once, upgrading his physical liking to become Xing Kui's pursuer like him.
Xing Kui was thinking about the "song copyright" they mentioned. "Unyielding" was a song by the last century singer Liang Peiling. It was rumored that after she became famous, she married into a wealthy family and retired from the film industry.
Leung Pui Ling is Leung Kwan Hok's distant cousin.
Jiang Yuming is Liang Junhe's distant cousin.
So, Liang Peiling is... Jiang Yuming's mother?
No wonder Jiang Yuming has such bright and handsome facial features, it turns out they were inherited from her mother.
She turned to look at Dr. Jiang. His beautiful face had an ugly expression. The last time she saw him look so ugly was when she firmly disagreed with him being a mistress.
All this time, Xing Kui never understood how Jiang Yuming felt about her. He never asked her for money or affection, and he even allowed her to get close to others as long as they didn't reject him. But he was so playful, but he never really did anything with her.
Liang Junhe said that Jiang Yuming liked her, the kind of love between men and women. Was he serious?
Suddenly, Jiang Yuming frowned, Xing Kui turned around, and Liang Junhe also seemed to notice something strange and frowned.
The two of them took a step and ran quickly towards the wall ten meters away. Xing Kui hurriedly followed, but before she arrived, a stranger was thrown out from behind the wall by the two of them.
"Young Master."
Young Master? Looking for Liang Junhe? Xing Kui quickly dismissed her idea. Jiang Yuming snatched the man's phone. The man was respectful, even timid, and only looked at Jiang Yuming.
He called the Young Master of the Jiang Family.
"It's nothing, let's go back and eat." Jiang Yuming tried his best to relax his brows and appear calm.
It shouldn't be true. Xing Kui saw that the stranger was almost shaking like a sieve. Jiang Yuming didn't ask, so she pretended not to notice and put aside the little episode. As she walked away, she said, "Okay, by the way, don't come to my house tonight. I suspect there's something wrong with Li Chengchuan's surveillance."
Jiang Yuming: "Just get rid of it, Kuikui. If you don't want me to come, who do you want to come?"
Xing Kui: "Liang Junhe, shut up. I don't want anyone." Just saying this, Jiang Yuming will most likely come over. If he has new injuries, she can treat him quietly.
The night was dark as Jiang Yuming's old car drove into Aurelia Bay. Jiang's father was already waiting for him in the study, holding the stem.
The middle-aged man's face was darker than the night, and the fire on his head was higher than the roof. On his mobile phone, he received a photo of Jiang Yuming holding Xing Kui.
"Rebellious son! I want you to learn from Li Chengchuan and find a capable girlfriend. I didn't ask you to steal his girlfriend!"
When Jiang's father received the photo during dinner time, he almost fainted from high blood pressure. At that time, an oxygen cylinder was placed next to the desk to prevent accidents.
Jiang Yuming had just opened the study door when his father's penis hit his arm. Since he was not wearing any clothes, he did not bleed, but the pain was not much less.
"I never said they were together."
"Shut up! The Jiang and Li families have a friendship passed down from our ancestors. I carefully nurtured you and trusted you, not wanting you to destroy our friendship! Even if we're not together, she's still Li Chengchuan's!"
Suddenly, a sinister look flashed in Jiang Yuming's eyes, which caught his father off guard. He snatched the stem and threw it under his feet.
"If you trusted me, you wouldn't have sent anyone to follow me. My father always thinks I'm not good enough, comparing me to my peers and asking me to be like them. I learned that, and you should laugh."
He had been unhappy recently, and Jiang's father even provoked him.
"What right does my father have to say that even if they are not together, Xing Kui still belongs to Li Chengchuan? Xing Kui is a person, not an object. She is not an object just like my mother."
Mother.
It seemed like the Jiang family hadn't mentioned the deceased mistress for a long time, and Jiang's father looked a little dazed.
Jiang Yuming stepped on the stems so that green juice oozed out on the ground, and the scent of grass and roses rose in the air. Suddenly, he realized that Liang Peiling was watering the flowers in the red and white rose bushes in front of the Jiang family's door.
"If father has anything to say, just go find Uncle Liang. You two widows always have a lot in common." Jiang Yuming kicked the stem away.
The ground was stained with green liquid, and the sound of a door slamming was heard, and Jiang's father came back to his senses.
No, who did Yuming think he was talking to? He was his dad!
Father Jiang bent down to pick up a branch from the ground, but it was too dirty and he couldn't bring himself to do it. Gritting his teeth, he shouted through the closed study door, "Without me, you're nothing!"
A minute later, the door opened: "Lao Jiang, what are you so upset about? I heard you yelling from so far away."
When Jiang's father saw Liang's father coming in, he laughed angrily. Jiang Yuming even mocked him for having a common language with Liang's father. How could that be possible? He didn't ask his wife to have a son again - his wife's first child was a son.
Thinking of this, Jiang's father straightened his back a little: "What's the matter with you coming here so late at night?"
Mr. Liang is older and fatter than Mr. Jiang. Normally, they are both full of energy, but today they both look depressed.
"Oh, arguing with my son is so heartbreaking." Liang's father sighed and sat down. "I came to ask you for a cup of health tea. You... Is Yuming as ignorant as Xiao He?"
We really have a common language.
Father Jiang also sat down, unwilling to admit: "It's okay, not as ridiculous as your son. At least my son is willing to inherit the family."
An arrow pierced Liang's already aching heart, and he sighed heavily: "Not only that, he also fell in love with a girl he shouldn't have liked."
Father Jiang was surprised: "What a coincidence, my son too."
Liang's father said: "That girl comes from an ordinary family. I don't know what attracted my son to her. She's just an internet celebrity."
Jiang's father: "What a coincidence! The girl my son likes is also an internet celebrity."
Father Liang: "That girl is on a variety show called '100,000 Questions' lately. Have you heard of her?"
Jiang's father: "I've heard that the girl my son likes also slept with him."
Father Liang: "The girl's surname is Xing."
Father Jiang: "My son...also...?"
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