Han Zeyu, dressed in nightgown, blew a kiss to Su Shien and was about to turn and leave when he was ruthlessly grabbed back by a big hand.
"Your throat isn't healed yet, where are you going?"
Han Zeyu said with a playful smile: "I went to visit a fellow patient. His throat must be more serious than mine."
Go see Jiang Mingyue? That's fine, there's no chance of sparks sparking between the two of them.
Su Shien let go of his hand and warned someone, "Go home quickly after you finish watching. Don't linger. I'm counting the time for you! Chairman Jiang is a local boss, don't get into a conflict with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zeyu had already floated to the bottom of the wall, ready to perform the wall-walking technique.
Su Shien quickly added: "Don't scare people!"
Han Zeyu pretended not to hear. His figure was so charming, his movements so graceful, and his every frown and smile revealed his agility. How could he be scary?
When paying a visit to the Jiang residence before, Han Zeyu went to the Jiang residence and politely expressed his refusal.
Chairman Jiang is an experienced man. He knows that Han Zeyu is not fighting alone and has connections with the government and the military. Therefore, he has a gentle attitude and acts like an elder.
Jiang Mingyue has been living in the Jiang Mansion because she has not yet married.
It is estimated that President Jiang is afraid that he will get out of control and cause big trouble, so he has been keeping him under control.
In the study, Jiang Mingyue held the teacup in her left hand and turned the pages of a book with her right hand. She had to tighten her throat from time to time because it was so swollen and uncomfortable.
He's so mad. This is really a bad year for him. I'll find a doctor tomorrow to see if he needs any medicine.
Han Zeyu peeked out the window, laughing wildly in his heart, belittling his opponent, calling him a weak and inexperienced boy.
However, Han Zeyu was a little curious. What kind of important document could make the mosquito-repellent circle study late into the night?
Han once again stuck his body into the wall in a disgusting manner, adjusting the angle while complaining.
Rich families don't use earthen walls, as it would restrict their creativity. If they had earthen walls in the countryside, their shapes would surely be more varied.
Jiang Mingyue spat while quickly flipping through the picture book in her hand.
"It is immoral, corrupting the morals of the world, violating moral principles, violating moral codes, and unbearable to the eyes..."
Hearing a series of sensitive words, Han Zeyu tried harder to squeeze in.
He wanted to see what kind of magical book could make the mosquito coil circle say so many derogatory idioms.
He closed the picture book with a snap and threw it to his left.
Then drink a cup of warm tea to relieve the dry throat.
After taking three deep breaths, Jiang Mingyue mustered up the courage again and attacked the last novel.
This book has just been released and there is no picture book released yet. He wants to see what kind of shocking work this person who "vows to keep his innocence in the world" can create.
It can only be called a work. After all, in his eyes, it is not a serious article.
I have always heard that Mr. Qingbai's writing style is average but unique, his subject matter is unique, curious and novel, and he publishes books quickly, one every year, and each book is a masterpiece.
At that time, Jiang Mingyue was obsessed with calligraphy and painting, and was not interested in this art, so he had never read his works.
Jiang Mingyue had a quarrel with Han Zeyu. After returning home, he became more and more angry. He ordered the servant to collect all the picture books of Lord Qingbai for him.
The servant thought that his young master had finally come to his senses, and ran out happily to buy books.
The ones I had quickly flipped through before were all picture books, and only the last one was a storybook in pure text form.
Just now he was so focused on criticizing the painting skills that he didn't really pay attention to the plot of the book.
Jiang Mingyue read this book with a critical eye, but after a while, she was actually drawn into it. The plot was quite interesting...
Han Zeyu, who was stuck in the crack of the wall, burst into tears. He had wrongly blamed the mosquito coil.
It turns out that his outwardly aggressive appearance during the day was just a disguise. It turns out that this guy is a loyal fan of his books, otherwise he wouldn't have given such a series of high praises.
It was like rain after a long drought, and he met an old friend in a foreign land. He never expected that he would meet a friend who understood him so well in Sichuan and Chongqing.
From then on, he would never laugh at Jiang Mingyue for being a virgin again. It didn't matter if she didn't have a partner, he could help her find one.
He is over fifty years old in both of his lives, so his taste in choosing men is absolutely impeccable.
Han Zeyu pulled himself out of the crack in the wall and left Jiang's house with a deep sense of guilt.
Su Shien did what he said and really didn't sleep, waiting for the "troublemaker" to come home.
I thought this person wouldn't be back until midnight, but this time he performed unexpectedly well, and it took less than two hours to go and come back.
But after observing Han Zeyu's expression, Su Shien suddenly became alert and tentatively asked about the results of the investigation.
Han Zeyu said seriously, "The weaving and dyeing workshop has already rejected the invitation from the Shuzhou Jinxing Bank. Now they are ignoring the bank president's son again. Isn't that too disrespectful to the local tyrant?"
Su Shien narrowed his eyes: "And then?"
Han Zeyu sighed, "Then, after careful consideration, I decided to put aside past grudges and extend an olive branch, inviting Jiang Mingyue to come and take charge of the workshop."
"I believed your lies. Tell me the truth, did he apologize to you or give you money?"
"If I said he seduced me, would you believe it?"
Su Shien...
"Rather than seducing him, I'd rather believe that he's going to help you publish the picture book himself."
Han Zeyu's eyes lit up. His man must be smart. Why didn't he think of it?
Isn’t the best way to reward a loyal book fan to let him participate in the creation of the work?
Although he had no intention of revealing his true identity, he could secretly help Jiang Mingyue realize her wish.
"Jiang Mingyue's name wasn't chosen well. I wanted to be with the moon, but the moon was shining on the ditch, and he fell into it. How pitiful! I decided to save him."
Su Shien looked confused: "How are you going to save him?"
Han Zeyu clenched his fist and waved it. "As the saying goes, failure in love leads to success in gambling. If Jiang Mingyue can make a name for herself in the picture book industry, it won't be a waste of her talent."
Su Shien silently complained: "You really want to drag Mingyue into the ditch, letting a talented Chinese painting artist paint erotic paintings. What's the difference between this and asking an iron general to take off his armor and return to the fields to dance erotically? What a sin!"
Su Shien dared to conclude that there must be some misunderstanding, but Han Zeyu didn't want to listen. He only believed what he saw.
Jiang Mingyue never dreamed that just on a whim, she wanted to make things difficult for her father, but ended up provoking Han Zeyu, a big trouble that she couldn't get rid of.
The next morning, Han Zeyu had eaten and drunk his fill, and asked Zhao Xun to prepare gifts and documents for him. He was going to formally visit and invite the talented Jiang to come out of retirement.
Jiang Mingyue finished reading the storybook at midnight and fell into a deep sleep. Her dreams were filled with the bizarre and melodramatic plots in the book.
This is great. My voice is even hoarser when I woke up.
Not wanting to alarm the people in the mansion, Jiang Mingyue prepared to go to the clinic to get two prescriptions.
As a result, as soon as he went out, he was blocked at the door by Han Zeyu with a bright smile, and behind him stood a large group of soldiers.
Jiang Mingyue didn't understand what he meant. What was he trying to do? A gentleman should use words instead of fists. Why would he call for help when he couldn't win an argument?
It doesn't take so many people to suppress a riot, right?
Jiang Mingyue is responsible for his own actions and will never bring harm to his family. He will bear any consequences himself!
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