When Ji Nianqin walked to the familiar street, she found that it was more lively than before. As she continued to walk inside, she saw a servile figure from behind.
"Prince? I really admire you for being able to completely transform such a great place into two combined properties. It seems you've leveled up in some game before? Do you think this is all it takes to complete a level? Then why don't you just do nothing? You didn't even build that ancient costume photography studio I asked you to build."
Ji Nianqin kept muttering about the prince, but the prince was wearing headphones and kept howling. It was the counselor who was making the invention who heard Ji Nianqin's movements and saw her first.
"Ji Dong, are you back?"
Ji Nianqin nodded slightly and looked silently at the counselor's patents.
"Oh my God, are you going to tear down the house? Where did you get all this wood?"
"From our house."
"Home? We didn't rent this place. Did we buy it?"
"Of course, Mr. Ji, didn't the prince tell you that his beauty salon was so prosperous that he quickly bought the small house here. And to make you happy, the prince is going to participate in a singing competition again."
"Make me happy?"
Ji Nianqin was stunned for a moment, touched the grass and trees on the wall, and then hit the prince hard on the back of the head.
"Who hit me? Don't hit me stupidly."
"Come on, with your intelligence, beating you is like saving you, okay?"
After Ji Nianqin finished speaking, she removed the hearing aid from the prince's ear.
"This isn't a hearing aid. My ears are fine. This is a Bluetooth headset. Are you unsophisticated?"
"I know hearing aids are not outdated anymore, because I plan to get one for my mother when she gets older."
"That will take a long time. Look at modern people, in their 40s and 50s, how many live like your mother? Some go out to work, and some just go out and join a tour group."
"What did you say about my mother?"
"Why do you two start fighting as soon as you meet? By the way, Mr. Ji, have you seen the Sixth Prince?"
"Don't mention him. He wants to inherit the throne, but he has evil intentions. I'm looking for a fake prince to keep an eye on him."
"Fake prince?"
"Just forget about it and sing your song. I understand how hard it is for you. Your father passed away, and your mother treats someone else as her own son, so you can only numb yourself with music. I hope you can get good grades, but to be honest, you really aren't that suited to singing. You sound like a ghost howling. Didn't anyone tell you that?"
Ji Nianqin looked at the prince putting on his Bluetooth headset again, and his face full of acne, and couldn't help but make a natural cucumber mask for his face.
"Mr. Ji, it's great that you're back. Now I can concentrate on my inventions?"
"No, you don't care about the store anymore?"
"Mr. Ji, look, I've made a singing aid for the prince. It can help him keep the beat and correct his pitch. Doesn't it sound much better than before?"
"Don't tell me, it's true."
Ji Nianqin applauded the strategist repeatedly, and then the strategist told Ji Nianqin a secret.
"Actually, I just said it the way the prince taught me. After all, he was the one who bankrupted the beauty salon. So, to prevent you from looking down on him, I told you that he earned the money from this house. Now he's wearing headphones and listening to music, so I turned up the volume. I'm telling you quietly, Mr. Ji, I bought this house."
"Well, then you can focus on your invention and apply for a patent. The counselor is truly a talented person."
"The music is killing me? Advisor, did you not fix it for me?"
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