Jiang's house, in the master bedroom.
Mother Jiang lay there for a while, crawled over Jiang Tianqiao's body, went to the other side, pulled his arm away to use as a pillow, and lay down.
One minute later.
"Oh, I still can't sleep." She sighed.
"You said watching a live broadcast, why is it so powerful?"
She rolled up and lay on her husband's chest, resting her chin on his chest:
"Tell me, do you want your daughter to live broadcast more every day?"
Jiang Tianqiao thought about it seriously: "It doesn't feel good. If Wuwu knew that the whole family was watching her live broadcast, she wouldn't let herself go so freely."
"Yes." Mother Jiang said in agreement.
"Get up and sit down, I'll give you a squeeze." He helped his wife up and squeezed her shoulders.
Tonight, when my wife came back, I told her about Jiang Xingyuan and Shen Jingman.
He even has children.
As an old father, how could he not be excited?
At this moment, I can't sleep either.
After pinching his wife's shoulders for most of his life, his techniques are very sophisticated.
After a while, Mother Jiang felt comfortable and in a better mood.
He continued to make her happy: "There will be plenty of time in the future, are you afraid that you won't be able to watch enough live broadcasts?"
"Today my second son and I went to meet two cancer research experts from abroad."
"They have some new breakthroughs in cancer treatment."
"I invested a sum of money into them, which is enough for them to gather the best talents and resources to do research."
"I also told the second child that our Jiang family can invest in everything except family members."
As long as he could help save and cure Jiang Wu's brain cancer, he would spend all his wealth on it.
Jiang's mother took her husband's hand, turned around, and faced him head-on.
When he smiles, there are dense fine lines at the end of his eyes, but he looks even more calm, elegant and unparalleled.
"No matter what the situation, I will be with you."
"We have experienced nothing in all these years."
"As long as you are with me, I don't care about anything."
Jiang Tianqiao stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, and rubbed the end of her eyes with his rough fingertips.
No matter how much time has passed, the look in her jade-like eyes is still hot, firm and almost stubborn.
He still gets heart palpitations when he sees such eyes.
Just like when I first saw her.
Sheng Qingcheng knelt down, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him domineeringly.
Hua Gong Club.
Jiang Wu followed Zhou Yi into the club.
The first floor of the clubhouse is an open and luxurious hall.
Although it is not a ballroom, there are many guests gathered here, chatting and laughing in twos and threes.
Both of them were wearing black suits, white shirts, bow ties, and gentleman's hats with the brim of the hat lowered.
Along the way, it attracted people's attention.
"Help! How can there be such a handsome man?"
Zhou Yi is a policeman, sunny and tough, with a bit of bloody and ruffianism that sometimes appears.
Now dressed in a suit, he looks dignified and domineering. Standing next to Jiang Wu, he looks elegant and gentle.
Coupled with the prominent height, it is very eye-catching.
The women in the hall were all crazy.
Jiang Wu's long hair was hidden under a gentleman's hat, leaving only half of his face exposed.
The tip of her small nose is straight, the petals are delicate, the chin has a clear jawline, and the skin is smooth.
"This little one is so pretty too!"
"Is it male or female?"
"Does it matter whether it's a man or a woman?"
"If it's a boy, I'm a girl, if it's a girl, I'm a boy."
"Hey brother, do you want your sister to take you out for a drink?"
Jiang Wu raised his head, his beautiful cat eyes were visible from under the brim of his hat, and his eyes lit up.
The sisters are so beautiful!
She has slender legs and flaming red lips. The key is to invite her to drink.
Who can refuse this.
As soon as she lifted her feet out, she was picked up by Zhou Yi and entered the elevator.
Go all the way to the eighth floor and push open the largest room.
Jiang Wu's eyes widened.
A room full of beauties, in bunny costumes, catwoman costumes, bikinis...
Those who sing sing, those who dance dance.
The purple misty lights created a scene of singing, dancing, and drunkenness.
There was an abrupt end as the door was opened.
Sitting in the middle of the sofa, a man in his mid-forties with a bald head and a big belly took out the cigar from his mouth.
His tone was full of arrogance and cruelty: "Who is it? Who let you in?"
He was hosting a banquet with some big bosses to deal with the company's troubles.
At the critical moment, who doesn't have the foresight to do something bad for him?
Zhou Yi held the door open and avoided looking at the dancers in cool clothes around him:
"You all get out."
Thinking that they were here to have fun anyway, the dancer holding the pole asked tentatively: "Can we dance a little longer?"
"In ten more minutes, it will be three hours, and I can get an extra thousand yuan."
"If I don't get the money, I won't be able to pay the rent and I'll have to move out of the apartment."
“I can’t sit on the balcony and watch the sunset over Haishi Bay every day.”
Haishi Bay is the best sea view area in Haishi.
Jiang Wu: "!"
Her compassion was just mentioned.
The dancer's last words shocked her to the point of being completely shattered.
In the entire Hai City, there are only a few places where you can see the bay from your balcony.
If Jiang Wu relied on fortune telling to make money, he would work twenty-four hours a day without eating or drinking, and he couldn't afford to rent an apartment like that.
"Okay, you go ahead and dance hard. The money on the table is all yours."
The table is filled with cash, and eventually, some of it goes into these people's pockets.
Most of them will be taken back by these big guys who come to play.
As soon as everyone heard it, they immediately became excited and jumped up to their heart's content.
The private room was back to the state of lively singing and dancing.
Jiang Wu pointed to a few people who were stunned in the corner: "You guys, dance, the more you dance, the more you gain."
Zhou Yi: "..."
The middle-aged men sitting on the sofa were all stunned.
What's happening here?
Jiang Wu took off his hat and tied his long hair into a bun.
Wearing a formal men's suit, it is completely obvious that she is a young girl.
But the suit and tie make him look handsome.
When several dancers saw her, their faces turned red, their hearts beat faster, and they subconsciously covered their chests.
"Uncle, it's me!" Jiang Wu threw away his hat and rushed towards him as if he was seeing his own uncle.
"I am Jiang Wu, ah, I am Song Wu, I am Wuwu, your great niece!"
Cai Xing's 180-pound body bounced up and out of the way.
"I'm not your uncle, just tell me!"
"Your surname is Jiang, my niece's surname is Song, and Ning Ning is my niece."
"You and I have nothing to do with each other!"
Jiang Wu hugged Kong, with a disappointed look on his face: "How come it doesn't matter?"
"I called you my uncle of eighteen years, and I even brought you water to wash your feet."
Zhou Yi's pupils suddenly locked, darkening like a black hole that could swallow everything.
"No, I'm really not your uncle. It's late at night, so go back quickly!" He waved and squeezed towards the sofa, wanting to hide on the sofa.
"Uncle, why do you look so afraid of me? I'm not a ghost."
"If you do this, I will be sad."
She just made a perfunctory expression, which made people feel heartbroken.
Cai Xing: "!"
If you were really a ghost, I wouldn't be so scared.
He recently got news from the Song family that this Jiang Wu has gone crazy since he was kicked out of the Song family.
