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Xiangdao is a magical island, with the most populous street market and the cleanest and most peaceful mountain scenery.
People in high places and low places seem to breathe different air. Jiang Heng has not been able to get used to this ecology of class distinction.
?The vehicle swept through the dust all the way, throwing the exhaust gas on the people walking in the night mountain, in exchange for countless envious eyes, and some people raised their mobile phones to take pictures.
After all, this is the legendary Jiang family's car.
Regardless of the price of the car itself, the license plate number with auspicious numbers is enough to make people look at it highly.
Jiang Heng looked at the excited crowd in the rearview mirror, with an indifferent expression like the gargoyle in the fountain at the entrance of the old house.
In the dark night, the intricately carved iron door slid open silently, reminding him of the first time he entered Jiang's house when he was a child. The old shadows of childhood are like old welts. Even if they are cured, they will be reminded by the reference of memory, bringing the pain of conditioned reflex.
Unless necessary, he will never go back to his old house for dinner.
Even now he has become the most popular person in the Jiang family.
Xiangdao is old-fashioned, and the customs have not changed. The servants raised in the private deep house are still called "Little Master" when they meet.
The young master is the God of Wealth, who has collected all the treasures in the Bay Area, and the whole family admires him. Even the third wife, who has eyes above the top, smiles brightly when she sees him.
? The seat of the meal has also been changed from the last seat to the first seat of the main seat. How interesting, a family sits and eats, every meal is like a business banquet, and there is a ranking of importance.
When Jiang Heng fled back then, he didn¡¯t want to eat three meals a day like this¡ªlong tables lined up, no matter how colorful and delicious the food was, he felt that he was eating in prison.
However, his biological mother is willing to do so, and whenever he erects a spike, she will definitely be trampled under the table.
It hurt when he was stepped on, but thinking about it now, it turned out to be the only past worth remembering.
Jiang Heng took his seat at the head, taking the time to say hello to everyone one by one.
The opposite person staring at him like a black-eyed chicken is Jiang Shengwu, the most mediocre prince of the Jiang family.
Mr. Jiang can play hard and has a brain, but it's a pity that he is a tiger father, and his sons are all cats.
The Jiang family has four houses in total, of which the third house is the most favored. The old man usually lives with the third wife. Jiang Shengwu and Jiang Shenglei are from this branch.
These two young masters have been well-clothed and well-fed since childhood, and they have been carefully cultivated according to the heirs of the group. It turned out that the older one had mediocre talent and no business acumen. The young one is full of talent, however, like all young sons of wealthy families, he follows the art route of burning money.
Originally, the old man planned to simply make do with this well-behaved eldest son. After all, he was getting older and his words were kind, so there was no better way to do it.
Unexpectedly, five years ago, the rebellious prodigal son suddenly returned home. He was willing to study and do things. , which is most like one of his sons. Even the attitude towards women is the same, he is a ruthless flower appreciator who never hangs around the flowers.
As long as you don't indulge in feelings, a man will have no weakness in his career.
Jiang Heng, who has no weakness, is invincible and soon becomes Sanfang's thorn in the side.
"Aheng, today I asked Mama Wu to make your favorite crispy belly, try this soup, it will make your eyebrows fall off." The third wife brought him vegetables with a smile on her face.
This lady is someone he admires, and she hates him so much that she can still call "Aheng" affectionately.
? Of course, Ah Heng is also very good. He always talks about "mother", thanking his mother for being considerate. When he is out alone, he always wants to have such a warm family dinner.
Jiang Shengwu's expression management has always been terrific, and when he heard Jiang Heng's beautiful superficial writing, the disgust on his face was ready to come out¡ªhe was not feeling well today, and his good mother didn't know what was going on, but she agreed with the old man's strange idea and decided to Let Zheng Ziyan and Jiang Heng enter into a marriage contract.
That's his default fiancee!
Although he doesn't necessarily like Zheng Ziyan very much, being able to marry the daughter of the Zheng family represents the status of heir in the old man's mind. How can he just hand it over?
But his younger brother, who was always so smart and scary, persuaded him: wait and see.
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Jiang Shenglei had a fox face and a refined manner, and he saw with a smile that when Jiang Heng heard the "good news", the impeccable emotion on his face cracked a small crack.
"I'm afraid the seventh brother is not happy. He recently met the person he likes." Jiang Shenglei didn't mind making the seam bigger.Hurry up, don't leave people by your side, please take care of yourself a little bit. "
What kind of snacks, waste snacks, this assistant will be fired!
Jiao Shuangshuang was cursing in her heart, but she couldn't really let Jiang Heng lie in front of her house and ignore her. After all, they only had such a benefactor father. If something went wrong, the company that had just recovered would die again.
She struggled to push away the man blocking the door lock¡ªit was really heavy, he actually leaned on her body, and he was quite skillful in touching.
"Shuangshuang." The voice also sounded rascal.
His movements were even more rogue, his chin pressed against her neck, and he rubbed her face affectionately. His hair is slightly thicker than the average person's, and if he doesn't shave for a day, his temples and chin will turn green, like a cat licking her face with its tongue, tickling and scratching.
"Don't make trouble." She reached out and pushed the drunk cat away, trying to find the key card from the bag.
But his hand was caught by him, and he kissed her palm lightly, and then kissed every finger.
Jiao Shuangshuang is the most ticklish, and suddenly understood the difficulty of a circus animal trainer. An animal with low IQ but great strength is really difficult to deal with without resorting to some means.
"Sleep on the sofa at night if you make trouble again." She blurted out.
Beast trainers have punishment methods, and her most effective method back then was to prevent Qu Heng from entering the room to sleep.
But this is Jiang Heng, not Qu Heng, Jiao Shuangshuang immediately bit her tongue after speaking.
Habits become natural, and the Pavlovian effect is actually two-way. When the animal trainer tames the beast, he also tames himself.
The door opened with a beep. She hoped the drunk had limited hearing and didn't catch what she said.
But he chased her into the door, turned around and pushed her against the door, his tall body fell heavily, and his alcohol-smelling breath entered his ears together with his guttural voice.
"I won't make trouble, Shuangshuang, let me go to bed." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com