Jiang Jiang got Tao Ying a new set of underwear and pajamas.
Tao Ying went to the bathroom on the third floor to take a shower.
"Jiang Jiang, find me a set of Tang Xiao's clothes, and get me a razor." Jiang Huan had just looked in the mirror.
Jiang Huan was startled by the unshaven, disheveled old man's appearance in the mirror, and hurriedly spoke up after Tao Ying left.
"You've learned to be mindful of your image now?" Jiang Jiang teased, looking at Jiang Huan.
In Jiang Jiang's opinion, Jiang Huan was not much different from usual, except that he had grown some stubble and looked a bit颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of listlessness, apathy, or dejection).
He pays attention to exercise regularly, has very few gray hairs, and looks very energetic, without the old-age look that Xia Wenjing has.
Jiang Huan ignored Jiang Jiang and hurriedly went to wash up with his clothes.
After shaving, I glanced at my buzz cut, then at my abs, and finally at the wrinkles around my eyes, and suddenly found them quite unsightly.
Tao Ying used to think he was too young, even though she was three years older than him, but now he suddenly feels old.
Jiang Jiang went to the second floor to take a shower. After she finished quickly, seeing that Jiang Huan had not come out yet, she decided to go to the third floor to find Tao Ying.
Tao Ying was in the guest room, looking at her short, ear-length hair and youthful face.
My skin is a bit dry because I haven't used skincare products for a long time, but it's probably because I've had enough rest and a healthy diet. My body is very healthy and my complexion is rosy.
Jiang Jiang saw the bracelet on the side and walked over gently. "Sister Tao, how old are you?" She always felt that Sister Tao was younger than her.
"I don't know if time passes the same way, but I was thirty-three when I came here, and after three years, I should be thirty-six," Tao Ying replied. Three years had passed, but her face hadn't changed much.
"Then he's a year younger than me, so you'll have to call me 'sister' from now on." Jiang Jiang couldn't help but smile, feeling that her third brother was about to start fighting amongst themselves even more.
“Jiang Jiang, calling me ‘sister’ is a matter of status in the underworld, and it doesn’t have much to do with age. I have several grown children.” Tao Ying still prefers Jiang Jiang to call her Sister Tao.
"Sister Tao, I can help you change your identity, your true identity, and completely break away from that family. As for your business, you can give it to them. I'll help you start over. All of this has nothing to do with my third brother; it's just our sisterly bond," Jiang Jiang said earnestly to Tao Ying.
Although I don't know the details about Sister Tao, she is definitely not Wang Dazhu's wife, definitely not the mother of those people, and there is no need for her to continue living in that identity.
“Jiang Jiang, thank you, but I can’t abandon them now. I’ve lived here for three years and I’ve gotten used to this identity. They haven’t grown up yet, and I can’t just leave them like this.” Tao Ying answered without hesitation.
Tao Ying did not forget what Master Hui'en said: it was the elderly Tao Ying who sacrificed her life to exchange herself with the middle-aged Tao Ying.
Although he did not return to the modern world because of the middle-aged Tao Ying.
However, Tao Ying prefers this era, where she is outstanding and the pace of life is not so fast.
In modern times, I have no family, let alone true friends.
In this era, I have children, close friends, and a stable, upwardly mobile career.
“Then I’ll help you create an identity too. I have a childhood friend whose whole family passed away ten years ago,” Jiang Jiang said after thinking for a moment.
This also gives Sister Tao a choice.
Given his current status, he's already forty-seven, almost forty-eight.
"Thank you!" Tao Ying said sincerely.
“We’re like sisters, there’s no need to say thank you.” Jiang Jiang’s eyes lit up when she saw the silk pajamas Tao Ying was wearing.
Tao Jie has such a great figure.
Tao Ying followed Jiang Jiang's gaze and looked over. She was used to wearing tank tops in modern times, so she didn't realize that Jiang Jiang had just given them to her.
"Dinner's ready," Jiang Huan's voice came from downstairs.
The sound was a little strange; it seemed a bit low.
"Your brother has a cold?" Tao Ying asked Jiang Jiang.
"No? Let's go eat first. I haven't had a proper meal for two days." Jiang Jiang also felt that Jiang Huan's voice was a bit strange.
"Now that you mention it, I feel so hungry I feel like my stomach is sticking to my back." Tao Ying felt like she could swallow a whole cow right now.
"Get me a coat," Tao Ying said to Jiang Jiang.
Knowing that Jiang Huan was interested in her, it wasn't appropriate to dress like this in this relatively conservative era.
"You look great in this outfit! It's just that your hair doesn't quite match. Go get a haircut tomorrow, and it'll be fine after a while." Jiang Jiang herself was wearing long-sleeved cotton pajamas.
“Jiang Jiang…” Tao Ying did not move.
"Alright, dear sister." Jiang Jiang quickly handed Tao Ying a long-sleeved outer garment.
The two went downstairs and smelled the rich aroma of instant noodles.
Jiang Huan was wearing casual pants and a black work vest, with his back to the two of them.
His arms are clearly muscular, and his physique is noticeably lean.
Her perfect shoulder blades and overall back view exude a powerful sex appeal, the kind that makes you want to drool.
Jiang Jiang thought, "...Third Brother is really going all out."
Tao Ying: "..." It's really not easy for someone this old.
"Come and eat noodles," Jiang Huan said in a low voice.
Jiang Jiang "..."
Tao Ying “…”
"Tao Ying, eat some noodles." When no one answered, Jiang Huan turned to Tao Ying and continued, holding a bowl of noodles in his hand.
Jiang Jiang glanced at the noodles in Jiang Huan's hand. They were served in a large ceramic bowl, but she couldn't see the noodles. She could only see the vegetables, eggs, sausages, and peeled shrimp inside.
I glanced around again, but there was nothing there.
"Third Brother, you only cooked one bowl of noodles?" Jiang Jiang looked at Jiang Huan in disbelief.
"Go get some yourself from the kitchen, and get me a bowl too." Jiang Huan didn't even glance at Jiang Jiang, his gaze fixed on Tao Ying.
"Jiang Jiang, let's go get some." Tao Ying couldn't stand Jiang Huan's gaze any longer, so she pulled Jiang Jiang towards the kitchen.
"Tao Ying!" Jiang Huan took a step forward, and Jiang Jiang nudged Tao Ying before heading towards the kitchen.
"Tao Ying, do you think I'm too old?" Jiang Huan looked at Tao Ying, his face full of sorrow, his voice low.
"Jiang Huan, can you speak properly?" Tao Ying felt goosebumps all over her body.
Is it really necessary? That's terrifying.
"You really think I'm too old?" Jiang Huan was genuinely hurt.
"I don't have any romantic feelings for you. To me, you're just a good friend's brother." Tao Ying genuinely had no intention of taking things any further with Jiang Huan.
It has nothing to do with her health; Tao Ying is just focused on her career right now.
Currently in the prime of her career, Tao Ying is confident that she will become the richest woman in the city within three years.
"Let's eat noodles. We're good friends, aren't we?" Jiang Huan lowered his head, his voice returning to normal, and his tense muscles relaxed as he pulled out a chair for Tao Ying.
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