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But when he took a second look, the figure had disappeared.
There is a constant flow of vehicles on the road.
As if it was just his hallucination.
Jiang Moyuan's eyes darkened.
He didn't think he was wrong, but if it was really that person, what was he doing in Shanghai?
Jiang Moyuan stubbed out the cigarette, he was preoccupied and even more irritable.
There was a knock on the door of the office at this time.
Jiang Moyuan came back to his senses, put the cigarette butts in the ashtray, and sat back on his seat: "Come in."
"Third Master." The secretary walked over cautiously, "Miss Huaping is downstairs, please go down."
Jiang Huaping?
Hearing this name, Jiang Moyuan was quite surprised.
Although Jiang Huaping is his second sister, but because Jiang Huaping went to the imperial capital very early, they are not familiar with each other, and there is no intersection.
What's more, the two are half-brothers.
Mr. Jiang had three wives in total. The first wife passed away not long after marrying into Jiang's family. Jiang Huaping was born to Mr. Jiang's second wife.
Jiang Moyuan frowned.
Although he didn't know why Jiang Huaping came, he still went down.
Next to the first floor of the Jiang Group Building, there is an open-air cafe where employees can drink coffee and refreshments for free during their breaks.
Jiang Huaping was sitting outside.
Wearing a celadon-colored cheongsam, with a light green bracelet on her white wrist, she has a quiet and elegant posture.
It seems that a curtain of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is pouring down, and the sound of rain is lingling.
Jiang Moyuan sat down opposite her, crossed his long legs, and said in a distant tone, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Huaping put down his teacup, didn't care about his attitude, and went straight to the point: "I heard that you brought that little girl Ying Zijin from Qingshui County to Shanghai?"
Jiang Moyuan's expression changed, a little cold: "What do you want to say?"
"It's nothing, just to let you know. I like this little girl very much." Jiang Huaping raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, "I'm planning to take her in as my daughter. I don't want her to be wronged. If you bully her again, Don't blame me for being rude."
The previous Mrs. Jiang was from the south of the Yangtze River, so Jiang Huaping also spoke Wu Nong's soft language, but she still had the murderous spirit of Mr. Jiang when he was young.
Soft and tough.
Jiang Moyuan's eyes changed abruptly, and after a while, he sneered: "I bullied her?"
He loosened his tie, with an indifferent expression: "You've only been back to Shanghai for a few days, don't believe what you're hearing, and I don't want to argue with you too much. The one who's been bullied and wronged has always been Lu Wei."
"She was taken to the Ying family as soon as she came, and she was wronged?"
Jiang Huaping smiled and said, "Just be happy, after all, it's not your fault you were born blind."
Jiang Moyuan's face turned even colder, and he didn't want to say anything more, so he turned around and left.
Jiang Huaping was not angry, thoughtful, and said to himself: "It's a good thing I'm not a mother, otherwise I doubt my IQ."
If it wasn't for the cyberbullying these few days, she wouldn't have come to Jiang Moyuan in such a hurry.
After all, she didn't have a good impression of Jiang Moyuan's mother and son.
Mr. Jiang also went early, and she had no affection for the Jiang family.
Jiang Huaping refilled a cup of tea, then read fashion magazines.
**
Qingzhi Middle School was efficient, and Ying Feifei's expulsion was quickly notified.
In order for the students to take warning, the principal posted it on the campus bulletin board and asked every class to watch it.
Xiu Yu walked into the class with a stack of registration forms, and threw them on the podium: "The art festival is coming soon, please see if you are interested in signing up, if not, sell it to the waste collector, and then buy a bag of potato chips for our father Ying .¡±
As one of the top three schools in the country, Qingzhi Middle School attaches great importance to the all-round development of students' quality.
Even if it is an art festival, it will make a big fuss, invite well-known artists in the industry, and give large bonuses to award-winning students.
For students who are talented in painting, calligraphy, sculpture, music, dance, etc., the art festival is an opportunity that cannot be missed.
However, most of the students in class 19 have no interest in this, and they will not participate in the chorus competition.
Because the situation of class 19 is too special, the principal can't say anything.
Ying Zijin was resting on the chair with her eyes closed.
Xiu Yu came over: "Father Ying, when you participated in the art festival?? Is it a game? "
Ying Zijin yawned sleepily: "No."
She went to Shaoren Hospital again yesterday and helped to see several cases.
It wasn't tricky for her, but it was tiring.
Her body is still too weak at present, so many blood draws within a year, it will not be able to make up for it overnight.
So during this period of time, she was very lethargic.
If you use the ability of divine calculation too many times, your body will be damaged.
Fortunately, this is the 21st century, and there are not as many disasters as in the ancient Ozhou period.
"It's fine if you don't go." Xiu Yu nodded and clicked his tongue, "It's like this calligraphy competition, the first place is only 100,000, isn't this just a pass"
Before she finished speaking, a copy of the registration form was taken away from her hand.
The girl opened her eyes, her eyelashes were still covered with mist, and her voice was hoarse and hazy.
"Well, I'll go."
Xiu Yu: ""
She was inconceivable: "Isn't it Father Ying, are you so short of money?"
"Quite short." Ying Zijin picked up a pen and began to fill out the registration form.
There are too many things she wants to buy. Just a single plant of rare medicinal herbs costs more than ten million yuan, and there is still no market for it.
You can earn 100,000 yuan just by writing a word, which is easier than treating a disease.
Don't be in vain.
Xiu Yu scratched his head: "Father Ying, what do you want to report?"
She leaned over curiously, and saw that everything on the registration form was ticked except for dancing, singing and other competitions that required showing up.
Xiu Yu: ""
Fuck, is this still a human?
She found that she might have underestimated their father Ying's strength.
Xiu Yu looked down: "Father Ying, do you know oil painting?"
Oil painting is a kind of Western painting, which originated in Ozhou and was introduced to Huaguo later.
In order to cultivate their sentiments, most of the rich and famous ladies learn traditional Chinese painting.
Those who can paint in oil are very few.
"Yes." Ying Zijin said casually, "I learned from Kino before."
Hearing this name, Xiu Yu was silent for a while, and after a while, she said sincerely: "Father, you are so humorous."
She doesn't like studying, but she is very interested in art and knows many famous people in history.
Kino Feng was an artist in the Guzhou period. He was extremely famous and left behind many paintings.
His style is very unique, and no one can imitate it.
But it has also been dead for hundreds of years, and the bones have turned into ashes.
Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows and shook his head regretfully.
These days, no one believes the truth anymore.
"Okay." Ying Zijin signed his name.
She calculated that she could earn hundreds of thousands with just one move, so she had a good impression of Qingzhi.
A very generous school.
very nice.
Xiu Yu sighed faintly: "Father Ying, tell me the truth, is there anything in this world that you don't know?"
"Huh?" Ying Zijin looked up lazily, "That's quite a lot."
"For example?"
Ying Zijin nodded: "For example, I don't know how to make delicious biscuits."
""
Xiu Yu glanced at Jiang Ran who was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt sympathetic to him.
If you have to compare with the perverted father Ying, no wonder you are autistic.
Comparing people to people makes people mad.
Xiu Yu collected the registration form and handed it over to the art group office.
**
Ying Luwei was sitting in a milk tea shop outside the gate of Qingzhi School, restless.
Today is March 15, and the day after tomorrow is the trial.
Although it is said that she has perfectly cleaned herself up, isn't Ying Zi suing her fans just to slap her in the face?
What does this make her friends think of her?
Moreover, the parents of several underage fans blamed her for maliciously instigating the fans, saying that they would sue her, but she forcibly settled it with money.
Ying Luwei frowned, feeling very unhappy.
She always felt that something was wrong since Ying Zijin woke up in the hospital last time.
Could it be that Ying Zijin, a silent and introverted person, broke out because she pushed too hard?
But she can't be forced, she has long nights and dreams, she is always afraid that something will happen.
"Mom, what should I do?" Ying Luwei pursed her lips, "Xiao Jin refuses to withdraw the lawsuit, and we can't get on with each other. If there is a trial, the face of the Ying family will be"
Like Zhong Manhua, Mrs. Ying's most important thing is face.
For the sake of face, other unimportant things can be sacrificed.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ying's face darkened: "Wei'er, don't worry, this matter will never be brought to court."
"But" Ying Luwei hesitated for a moment, feeling very embarrassed, "We can't even see Xiaojin's people."
She really didn't expect that Ying Zijin would have the courage to move out of Ying's house without taking anything.
How can I live without money or power after leaving the Ying family? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??We can't get on with each other again, if this really goes to court, in Shanghai, the face of the Ying family"
Like Zhong Manhua, Mrs. Ying's most important thing is face.
For the sake of face, other unimportant things can be sacrificed.
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ying's face darkened: "Wei'er, don't worry, this matter will never be brought to court."
"But" Ying Luwei hesitated for a moment, feeling very embarrassed, "We can't even see Xiaojin's people."
She really didn't expect that Ying Zijin would have the courage to move out of Ying's house without taking anything.
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