Doomsday Pavilion

Su Zhaorong's eyes rolled, this eldest son Jiang, is probably one of the suitors of Lieutenant General Leng?

She originally planned to take a sister with her. As that sister, she must have never been able to recognize it, because Leng Han...the twists and turns in it, even though her character is less careful than a woman, but Still understand some.

Thinking of this, Su Zhaorong had a spectrum in his heart, and the young man Jiang was quite clever.

Uninvited, it is estimated that the cold tyrannosaurus will be full of flowers, this is not the first time this happened.

Do you take a circuitous route? She has seen more men tricks, but 10,000% still doesn't work with Leng Han.

Jiang Zhengyang still smiled very reservedly, standing in front of Su Zhaorong with a tall body, making her have to hold her head up to look at her. After watching for a long time, she will feel a little dizzy.

"Jiang family, say no, Miss Su don't worry about this affecting your relationship with Leng Han, because I also know another person, and Miss Su can completely push her on her body by then."

"Who?"

"Yushan."

Su Zhaorong took a breath.

Men, are they all like this?

Like a person, can't wait to find out the eight generations of all the ancestors around her, check it out, check it out?

At this moment, Brother Su suddenly walked in.

"Sister, hehe, when I was just walking, some people said that they knew your brother and I, and they wanted to fetch water for me, but I couldn't stop...Huh, brother Jiang? Why are you here? "

Jiang Zhengyang flicked the folding fan, and the folding fan opened with a crisp sound, awakening Su Zhaorong from the silence.

Just listen to Jiang Zhengyang said,

"I want to ask your sister to do something."

Before Su Zhaorong could speak, Brother Su patted his chest to make sure.

"Brother Jiang, you have spoken up. If you don't do anything for you, it is clear that Su Lao Kuai is not interested enough. Why do you let me Su Lao Kuai be in Mingguang?"

"Um, girl..."

Su Zhaorong stroked his forehead for a while.

After Jiang Zhengyang left, Su Zhaorong gritted his teeth, "Brother, how did you know Jiang Zhengyang?"

Brother Su only felt that his back was cold, and the thirty-two members of his family appeared silently behind him, his eyes faint.

"Ahem, that is, I just ate dinner together, it's pretty congenial..."

Brother Su thought, I'm also very desperate. I can't say that I beeped with Brother Jiang. He saved me from the turmoil and paid the female ticket that I couldn't afford. From then on, I ended up with Jinlan.. ..Bah baah baah.

"Su Hui!!"

Sister Su gave a terrifying roar, and Brother Su, who was guilty, almost sat down on the ground.

Su Zhaorong said blankly, "Brother, do you know what Jiang Zhengyang wants me to do, so dare you agree?"

When Su Hui saw his sister's expression, he couldn't help crying, "It's over."

Sure enough, the old man's cane was slammed on his body, and there was no extra word, and he repeatedly muttered, "I will kill you, a boring bunnies..."

Sister-in-law Su stopped the old man, and the old man raised his gray eyebrows, "It's fine for Xiao Rong to be used to him, even you started to help him? Get out of the way, I have to teach this bastard today!"

As soon as Su Hui was grateful, he heard his wife say, "Dad, let the second uncle fight, the second uncle has strength."

I saw the second uncle who was over 60 years old and still didn't have a white hair tore off the shirt, revealing the not-so-flabby tendons.

"Big brother, give me the note. I see this little bastard. If he doesn't fight for a few days, he will go to the house to reveal the tiles. Even the owner of Xiao Rong dare to do it? I can't tear down this house in a few days!"

Dad Su rolled his eyes, "Go on your side, you hit, can I enjoy it if you hit me?"

Second uncle scratched his head, "That's right... whoever, give me a cane too, hurry up!"

The one who swiftly agreed, "Good!"

A sentence in Su Hui's heart was that MMP was trampled on thousands of times by six hundred alpacas with a rushing army, and finally turned into a sigh and disappeared.

My home is not my home, my father is not my father, and my uncle is not my uncle, I want to run away from home!

...

Jiang's old house.

Wanghai Pavilion is still visible under the mountain. Jiang Zhengyang walked slowly along the path. When passing by the east house, he looked up at the relief and the word Xi'e on the marble villa.

"Heh, it's really exciting."

The Jiang family, who hadn't cared about Dongfangzhiyi, wanted to tear off the last bit of face, a subtle mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The exterior of Jiang Zhengyang's villa is a blue-grey wooden structure, which has been repaired several times, but it is not the shape he likes-in order to be in harmony with the other architectural layout of the Jiang family's old house, it is a completely acceptable concession.

Jiang Zhengyang opened the door and walked into the villa. After closing the door, he took off his white shirt and threw it into the black special trash can.

The villa lobby has an old-fashioned window frame with a bright view. It is mainly decorated with black ebony wood. The various tables and chairs are mostly precious golden nanmu. The style is retro and has a deep and deep scent.

After Jiang Zhengyang changed into silk home clothes, he walked barefoot to the bedroom upstairs.

He walked extremely slowly and seriously, as cautiously as if walking on a cliff, his pace was almost exactly the same, without deviation.

Jiang Zhengyang doesn't like thick mattresses with springs. His sandalwood bed is layered with a layer of silk and a long pile blanket, and it is as warm and comfortable as being in the clouds.

Jiang Zhengyang stared at the roof blankly, without a trace of expression on his face.

A silky body entangled like a snake, and said softly,

"Zhengyang, people, have been waiting for you for a long time."

He could clearly perceive the woman's body temperature, Jiang Zhengyang moved the corner of his mouth and said lightly,

"Where is Girl Jiang."

Yushan pouted, and glanced at him with dissatisfaction and amorous feelings.

"Just know your business, what about mine?"

Jiang Zhengyang pushed Yushan away, got up and walked to the bookshelf, picked up a book and returned to the bed, turning on the bedside lamp.

"Tomorrow, Su Zhaorong will use her invitation to take you and me to Leng Han's banquet. You will take me there by then, remember?"

"Hmph, you are willing to call me over when you need someone else?"

Jiang Zhengyang’s smile was as warm as the first sun after the rain showered over the earth,

"You are his, Leng Han, and mine. This business is fair."

Yushan once again indulged in Jiang Zhengyang's deceptive smile.

However, after turning her face, the charmingness on her face disappeared in a blink of an eye, and what was transmitted from her pupils was actually cold, she got up and put on her clothes, with a sweet tone.

"Zhengyang, I am waiting for the day when you completely control the Jiang family."

"Ah."

Before Yushan left, she paused outside the door, muttering to herself in an inaudible voice.

"I hope that day will come soon, huh."

Looking back at the half-covered ebony door of the bedroom, he seemed to be studying whether the carvings on it were perfect.

In the bedroom, Jiang Zhengyang glanced at the door.

The eyes of the two people cleverly collide with each other through a two-hundred-year-old door.