Shu Xubai opened the aircraft's handle, turned the steering wheel, and replied to Jiang Si, "Leave Jiang Jiang's matter to me, you don't need to worry about it."
Jiang Si said in a deep voice, "Fine, you old geezer, don't disappoint me. Otherwise, if you can make the sauce, I can make a little white rabbit. Then we'll continue to hurt each other and see who kills whom first."
Shu Xubai took a deep breath: "I know, I know. A fake is always a fake, it can never become real. That's it. I'll go pick him up, I won't let him get in your way, okay, my ancestor!"
"That's more like it!" Jiang Si snorted and cut off the quantum computer first. She lifted her foot and walked out. Just as she reached the entrance of the museum, before she had even walked out, she saw Agares get off the aircraft.
As Jiang Jiang emerged from the museum, now a teenager, she smiled at Agares, her unique youthful voice carrying a hint of childishness and familiarity: "Marshal Agares, I've grown up. Do I look like my mother?"
Having just come from the military headquarters, Agares, dressed in a crisp military uniform and boots, stopped in his tracks. He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the young man before him from head to toe, and slowly asked uncertainly, "Jiang-chan?"
Thirteen or fourteen-year-old Jiangjiang smiled, her chubby face resembling seven-tenths of seventeen or eighteen-year-old Jiangsi, innocent yet alluring and cunning: "It's me, I've grown up. My mom made me grow up and even gave me her clothes. Do I look like her?"
Give him clothes.
Because he had grown from about four or five years old to about thirteen or fourteen, his small clothes no longer fit him, so she gave him his hooded bunny suit and cropped pants.
Unexpected.
He was wearing her clothes and asked Agares if they looked alike.
This is really interesting.
“It doesn’t look like her.” Agares’s dark, sharp eyes were cold, and his voice was deep and unwavering: “It doesn’t look like her. Even if you wore her clothes, it wouldn’t look like her.”
Jiangjiang tilted her head and pouted, "Ah, so I don't look like her. I thought I would look eight or nine parts like my mother when I grew up, but I don't. That's such a pity."
"Everyone says that it's a blessing for a child to resemble their mother. I don't resemble my mother, so I'm not very blessed. However, I'm already very happy because I've grown up."
"By the way, Marshal Agares, may I have your communications?"
A pair of eyes that looked exactly like Jiang Jiang stared straight at Agares, who promptly refused: "No."
Jiang Jiang blurted out, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of malice: "Why? Why won't you give me your contact information?"
Agares was about to speak.
Shu Xubai's voice cut in, hitting the nail on the head: "Because you are not worthy. He is the prince of Troya, the marshal, your mother's man."
“You are my son. As the richest man in the Fourth Civilization, I don’t even have his contact information. What right do you have to ask for his contact information?”
Jiang Jiang's eyes darkened for a moment, then she smiled, raised her arms, and said happily like a child, "Daddy, Daddy, look, I've grown up, I've grown up!"
Shu Xubai walked to his side and said to Agares, "The child is ignorant and has disturbed you. Farewell."
After saying that, he grabbed Jiang Jiang by the neck and dragged him away.
Jiang Jiang struggled, her boyish voice filled with confusion: "Dad, I'm all grown up now, I'm not a little kid anymore, why are you locking my neck?"
"Dad, let me go! I need to get communications from Marshal Agares, for Mom's sake, and for yours too. Why are you being so sensitive, Dad..."
Shu Xubai ignored his cries, shoved him into the aircraft, slammed the door shut, boarded the aircraft himself, and the aircraft instantly took off and flew away.
Agares watched them go until they were out of sight, then he walked toward the museum.
Standing at the museum entrance, Jiang Si took a few steps back before finally skipping to the door. Pretending to just spot Agares, she ran towards him, calling out joyfully, "Honey~~ catch me~~"
Agares bent down, stretched out his long arm, and pulled his wife, who had rushed into his arms, onto his arm: "Here you go, let's go home."
Jiang Si wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed her face against his: "Okay, okay, is the museum's promotional video finished?"
Agares picked her up and turned to leave: "It's done. I've already given you the sample photos. I'll show them to you when we get back."
"Great! Great!" Jiang Si exclaimed eagerly. "Ah, my museum can make money now! That's fantastic!"
Agares echoed her, reminding her, "Yes, you didn't spend a penny on the antiques inside; you picked up things that Old Jin didn't want."
“Old Jin is crying his eyes out in the toilet.” Jiang Si, like a kitten that had stolen a fish, twitched her little mustache and meowed triumphantly at Agares: “The things he didn’t want were all good things, and the things he left behind are all unbearable to look at.”
"You don't know, my teacher Gong Ming saw him crying in the toilet, so he took a stool, a cup of tea, and a lot of snacks, and sat at the toilet door, eating snacks and drinking tea while listening to him cry."
“Listening to him cry, he would occasionally offer his opinions, saying that his crying wasn’t loud enough, that it wasn’t pitiful enough, or that he was faking it. This angered him so much that he started a physical fight with Gong Ming in the bathroom.”
Agares carried her to the cockpit and switched the aircraft to autopilot mode.
The two then got into the back seat.
As the aircraft took off, Agares pulled his wife onto his lap and asked, "Didn't you record a video of Jin Lao and Gong Ming's physical fight in the toilet?"
Jiang Si straddled his lap, facing him, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him: "I recorded it, I'll show it to you when we get home. The two of them were fighting like two old children, even biting and nibbling at each other."
As Jiang Si spoke with great interest, Agares' dark eyes deepened, and his voice grew even lower: "Princess Consort, when will you grow up?"
Jiang Si replied without hesitation, "When it's time to grow up, I'll grow up naturally. Why? Didn't you say you weren't in a hurry for me to grow up?"
Agares placed one hand on her waist and the other on her neck: "I regret it. I'm anxious, very anxious for my princess to grow up, to grow up quickly."
"Bang!"
Jiang Jiang was shoved against the wall by Shu Xubai.
The wall was dented by the impact.
Jiang Jiang, huddled in the crater, clasped her hands to Shu Xubai's wrists, her eyes red, struggling to breathe, and cried out pitifully in pain, "Daddy, Daddy, I can't breathe, Daddy..."
"You can't breathe?" Shu Xubai tightened his grip, his eyes turning bloodshot. "You schemed to get Jiang Si to help you manage your spiritual power just to grow up. I underestimated you, Jiang Jiang!"
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