After chatting with Jiang Yuan, Shen Yeling also handed over Hang Qingyan's matter to Jiang Yuan wholeheartedly, and he should go back.

Who knew that Jiang Yuan had just let Shen Yeling walk a few steps, turned around and shouted at him again: "Huai'an", after shouting, he grabbed a handful of bird food that was resting on the ceramic jar on the table, and waved it in the direction of Shen Yeling.

As soon as Shen Yeling turned around, his face was covered with the smell of fishy bird food, there was no anger on his face, he was just confused, and he was stunned in place.

Jiang Yuan saw that there was a little bird food on his face and clothes, and looked at him stupidly, he was Yile at that time, laughed heartily, and explained to him seriously after laughing: "Take you to see the Curtain Snow Pavilion once, and you can turn the Manzhi into your hand, good boy, I think about the Manzhi girl in vain, and I write poems and lyrics every day to send them to the Curtain Snow Pavilion, and I haven't got anyone to turn back." How can you take all the benefits, kid".

Shen Yeling just smiled when he heard this, took care of his face and clothes, didn't say anything, and then said goodbye to Jiang Yuan.

People outside hate Xu Man, he, Mr. Jiang, is really different from other people's thinking, and it's no wonder that he can teach a Luo Xiaoqi and a Shen Yeling.

Jiang Yuan looked at Shen Yeling's back and sighed thoughtfully, lifted the birdcage again, teased the bird that had recovered his favor, poked it with a branch, and whistled it again and smiled: "Son, call Dad, call quickly."

There is a saying that Jiang University scholars teach and educate people, and they also have to educate birds to become parrots, but this bird is born to be a mallet that can only chirp, and after calling, he does not forget to open his mouth to beg Jiang Yuan for food.

Jiang Yuan was happy when he looked at its small appearance, and fed the bird food to its mouth, as if he could hear a 'father' in its chirping, and shouted happily: "Eh, my son is so good."

After Jiang Yuan finished coaxing the birds, he came to the reception room where Hang Qingyan was sitting, Hang Qingyan sat alone, and put a cup of tea on the table next to her.

He stepped forward and bowed his hand to Hang, and chuckled, "Mrs. Zhenshou."

Hang Qingyan saw him stand up, and when he heard Jiang Yuan's voice of 'Mrs. Zhenshou', he sighed and lowered his head silently, telling him that he didn't like this title.

Jiang Yuan quickly changed his words, and without waiting for Hang to ask Shen Yeling where he was going, he opened his mouth and said: "Is there anything important that Miss Hang is in such a hurry to find my family Ah Sheng, and I don't want Huai'an to know, this matter wants to be related to your love history."

Hang Qingyan was stunned by Jiang Yuan's words, his face turned white, he was embarrassed to be guessed, Jiang Yuan's speculation really made him guess right, so he said lightly to Hang with a panicked face: "You also know the relationship between Huai'an and Ah Sheng, he won't let you go to see Ah Sheng, it's just that he is afraid that Ah Sheng will definitely agree to this matter if he comes forward, and if Ah Sheng has anything to do with it, it won't be good at that time."

Hang Qingyan's eyes rolled left and right, and he raised his face and continued to correct: "Mr. Jiang, please believe me, what I ask for is not harmful to Miss Yunsheng, it is just a gesture."

Jiang Yuan looked Hang Qingyan up and down, only to see that Hang Qingyan's body bones had reached the level of delicacy that he would leave when the wind blew, coupled with the haggard running around in the past few days, he was not afraid of what would happen to Luo Xiaoqi, just worried about what Luo Xiaoqi could do to Hang Qingyan.

Jiang Yuan asked Hang Qingyan to sit down first, and he also sat next to her, and gave her a solution: "Miss Hang, you also saw how Yin Xuetang died, Ah Sheng can bypass you is already very forgiving enough." I'm afraid that it will be bad for me to take you to see her later, or you tell me, and I will help you tell Ah Sheng."

Hang Qingyan's two slender eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Jiang Yuan, with a hint of wanting to speak and stopping on his face.

Jiang Yuan still patiently kept smiling, and his heart was restless under the kind smile: Lao Tzu is kind enough to help you, but you don't want to say it. If it weren't for Huai'an, I wouldn't have bothered to bother with this.

"Miss Hang, although you and I have met in the Luo family before, but they are only friends in Pingshui, what can't you say to acquaintances, it's hard to say, I think you should be able to say to me, an outsider."

Hang Qingyan was obviously still a little embarrassed, Jiang Yuan put his hand against his head, and then came again: "Miss Hang, although I don't have a good reputation now, but you have also heard of me in the Luo family before, this gentleman who is a teacher, and I still have the ability to teach and educate people and explain to Ah Sheng."

Jiang Yuan thought about Hang Qingyan and repeatedly promised that he would not shake half a sentence to outsiders, and told Luo Xiaoqi as he meant without distorting the meaning.

After several exchanges, Hang Qingyan told Jiang Yuan about the matter, and she said it very slowly, almost word by word, after thinking about it in her head before she dared to say it.

Jiang Yuan, who learned of this, smiled dumbly: "This matter is really easy for Ah Sheng, but it will be difficult to deal with if there is a slight mistake, what a difficult character to think about the other party."

Jiang Yuan didn't talk nonsense with Hang Qingyan when he said it, he only said that he would tell Luo Xiaoqi as it was, and sent Hang Qingyan out.

He said that what was delivered was also the result, as for the time to go to Luo's house, he always waited for the matter to be delayed until tomorrow to solve the habit, and planned to talk about this matter with Luo Xiaoqi the next day, so he went back to his house in a daze, took off his shoes and went to bed.

It's already midnight on this side, and Luo Xiaoqi has not slept before Peng Shirong recklessly broke in, but this time it was not like a thief over the wall. People walked in from the gate of Luo's house openly, swaggered at the messenger who opened the door, walked with their heads held high, and shouted loudly while walking: "Seventh master, I am looking for your seventh master."

The messenger stretched out a hand to block in front of him, wanting to block his way, but who knew that Young Master Peng was rampage with his hand and was still in front, but the messenger followed Peng Shirong's footsteps, and then ran quickly.

When he arrived at the boxy guest hall and saw Luo Xiaoqi who was seated, the two of them collided with each other, Luo Xiaoqi's eyes were also sharp enough to make Peng Shirong's legs weak, this leg is really soft, after Luo Xiaoqi's hatred of his legs last time, the conditioned reflex had to be afraid.

A chill welled up in his heart, and his legs sat down on the side with no strength, and then he smiled with a hippie smile: "You want to send me kindness, I am being collected by people outside, and I can't pay back the money for a while, so I can't hide here, and it won't be long for just one night, and I will be fine if the bank opens early tomorrow morning and I will pay back the money."

The more Luo Xiaoqi looked at his smiling face, the more she felt that this person had a bad brain, and the worse he was to him, the more he had to drill, so she stared down at Peng Shirong's leg for a long time, and smiled: "You came to me for this"?

Peng Shirong opened his eyes wider, looked at Luo Xiaoqi with round eyes, so as to show an innocent and ignorant look, nodded with a sincere face.

Luo Xiaoqi lowered his head and picked up the abacus on the table, and began to calculate carefully, preparing to wait for Peng Shirong to go to the bank tomorrow morning to withdraw money and send her accommodation and accommodation fees. She didn't want to make friends with Peng Shirong, and she had to settle the account before she was contained.

Peng Shirong said with a playful face: "I also passed by your mansion in the morning, and saw a poor girl kneeling in your house, crying and shouting to see you, I feel distressed when I see it, Seventh Master, I promise that you will see the same as me."

Luo Xiaoqi glared at him regardless of whether it was good or bad, and felt that what he said was a bit too much. Who knew that Peng Shirong smiled and patted his leg, stood up and approached Luo Xiaoqi and said teasingly: "Yo, I'm jealous, blame me for interceding with other girls."

Luo Xiaoqi is not easy to mess with, raised his hand and touched Peng Shirong's thighs with interest, these legs are a pair of legs that have enjoyed enough Qingfu, Peng Shirong must not usually walk, and he can't raise a leg of stiff tendon meat, but there is no fat, and the leg is tight and elastic when touched through the cloth.

Peng Shirong looked at Luo Xiaoqi touching his legs, his expression rose, and he couldn't help but feel a cold air surging up from his legs, hitting his brain, he didn't shake his spirit, subconsciously jumped his feet, went back to sit obediently, tilted his legs away from Luo Xiaoqi's direction and said stupidly: "How can you be like this, relying on your own legs can't be used, just worry about other people's legs."

What Peng Shirong said is true, she is now the head of the house, no more than staying in a small dark house before, waking up with her eyes open during the day, and sleeping with her eyes closed at night, during this time her eyes are full of people.

These people are able-bodied and can run and jump on one leg, but she has to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair, and she also envies and hates other people's legs.

Because of her moody temper, others didn't dare to shake half a sentence about her legs in front of her, and now Peng Shirong seems to be the first person to pioneer the wilderness, and coincidentally hit her with the deadly muzzle.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and on the contrary, he looked calm and a little angry: "Get out".

Peng Shirong also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he pulled down his face and sat on the ground straightforwardly, straightened his legs and continued to play the scoundrel: "Don't get out, you have the ability to chop off my legs, you cut you, I will let you cut you." Anyway, when the time comes, you will definitely suffer."

Luo Xiaoqi also couldn't do anything about this person, so he slapped the table angrily, and his remaining breath eased, and when Peng Shirong felt calm, the piece of land he was lying on the ground was gradually warmed by him.

He didn't have the heart to get up, so he continued to sit and asked: "You said that you are so good, others asked you to kill my father, you really killed it, do you know that my father used to be with your father, and the two fathers applauded each other every day, Luo Yunsheng."

Peng Shirong couldn't go on, and directly said Luo Xiaoqi's real name, and then swallowed his saliva: "I listened to what my father said, your name is Luo Yunsheng." He didn't blame Luo Xiaoqi for killing his father.

He has always looked down on his father, and he didn't develop any feelings with him when he was a child, and his father put all his thoughts on his sister. So Luo Xiaoqi didn't care if he killed his father, but according to his father's kindness to allow him to be born, he mentioned it to Luo Xiaoqi with a lot of mouth.

Before he could continue, Luo Xiaoqi didn't have a good face to change the topic: "If you stay overnight with me, take care of your legs, and be careful that when you get up the next day, your kneecaps will be cut off in two."

This word seems to be a joke between the lines, but when it comes out of Luo Xiaoqi's mouth, it carries three drops and two serious points, which makes people have to believe it.

Peng Shirong wrapped his hands around his knees and carefully protected them, and at the same time 'hummed' at Luo Xiaoqi. Luo Xiaoqi didn't want to be naïve with him anymore, so he pressed the electric bell next to him, and Cheng Jiabai rushed over ahead of the servants.

At first glance, he didn't have a good face when he looked at Peng Shirong who was sitting on the ground, he just said to Luo Xiaoqi: "Sister", and pushed Luo Xiaoqi away.

The next day, Jiang Yuan came from his house early, holding a letter in his hand as if it was for Cheng Jiabai, at this time he was calm and relaxed and was greeted by the two messengers at the door, but Peng Shirong fled in a panic from inside, and kept talking to himself: "I really think I'm a mallet, I said I was going to smash my leg at night, I really let you smash it today, so that Lao Tzu didn't sleep well all night, hum!" There will be no time after that".

As soon as Peng Shirong took a few steps closer to the gate, he saw Jiang Yuan coming, the two looked at each other and smiled, and walked away without saying anything.

Jiang Yuan entered the door and looked for himself not Luo Xiaoqi, but Cheng Jiabai, who held the letter in front of him to show Peng, and analyzed with him with great interest: "I happened to meet the postman who delivered the letter outside, and he rarely came to Luo's house once, and it was the letter in my hand that he came to deliver."

Then he pointed to the handwriting on the surface of the envelope, and directly spread it in front of Cheng Jiabai: "Such a beautiful word, I'm afraid which little girl wrote it."

Cheng Jiabai let him make trouble again, and the coldness on his face did not diminish at all, Jiang Yuan continued to comment, and he turned the book in his hand, and Jiang Yuan threw out a speculation when he turned a page.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, there is a smell of perfume on it", Jiang Yuan held the envelope and kept a close distance: "Made in France, this brand seems to be a foreign girl."

"Love letters"? Jiang Yuan touched the thickness of the letter, and could only vaguely feel that it was a copy, if it was such a love letter, it would be too insincere. But that piece of paper is very thick, could it be an invitation card?

Jiang Yuan speculated before solemnly giving the envelope to Cheng Jiabai, and said more: "If this letter is not a love letter written to you by the little girl you studied abroad, it is to invite you to have afternoon tea, do you go or not?"

After Cheng Jiabai took the letter, he crumpled it and replied lightly: "No, I'm going to study abroad soon, and I can still see you there, but at home for a few days, I want to accompany Sister A more."

Jiang Yuan didn't make a fuss, smiled and patted Cheng Jiabai's shoulder briskly and said: "Oh, our family is sensible, but how to say this is also your lifelong event, maybe you can get a girlfriend if you go, you said that your boss is not small, a seventeen person has never touched a woman, is it reasonable?"

Jiang Yuan picked up the letter paper again and flattened it, Cheng Jiabai didn't want to say anything more to her, insisted on staring at the book in front of him and turned the page with all his attention, and said negatively: "I listen to my sister."