PS: Ever since I wrote 500,000 words, readers have asked through various channels almost every day, when will this book be completed and how many words will be written? Chu Ci has no way to answer this question, he can only say that it will be completed. Although the original plan should be about 3 million to 4 million words, the plan did not change quickly. Another question that cannot be answered is, what will be the subsequent plot? People ask every day: "Who is Cang Yao?" ,","When will Ling Yang appear?"...Chu Ci can say it, but it's just a few more words. But in this case, is it interesting for everyone to continue reading, right?
"We are talking about business," Jiang Mingxian said, his face becoming serious: "No matter how good our relationship is, if you want to take one billion from me, you must make me believe that you can receive generous returns, and also There must be something of sufficient value as a guarantee,”
"That's no problem," Ling Cang smiled nonchalantly: "My plan is not mature yet. I'll talk to you next time."
"Okay," Jiang Mingxian softened his expression and said tentatively: "We have discussed the business, let's talk about something else. Is there any misunderstanding between you and my daughter?"
"Ah," Ling Cang complained secretly in his heart. He was bullying someone else's child, and the adults came to reason with him.
"She has been talking about how bad Ling Cang is these days..." Jiang Mingxian smiled helplessly: "I don't know what it is, and it's hard to ask too many questions."
"Is this...actually it's nothing, I just gave her a few words of scolding,"
"Oh," Jiang Mingxian's magnanimity was unmatched by those ordinary people who protect their calves. He did not blame Ling Cang at all. Instead, he said: "My little girl has been spoiled since she was a child. No matter what she has done, you should be more tolerant. "
"OK,"
"But..." Jiang Mingxian smiled again and suggested: "I suggest you go and coax her. She has always trusted you. Don't let your image in her heart be ruined."
Jiang Mingxian said so, Ling Cang had to go, even to apologize to LOLI.
When Ling Cang went to Cao Bingqi's room, LOLI was sitting on the bed, holding an extra-large Winnie the Pooh in a daze. When she saw Ling Cang, she first snorted heavily, and then rolled her eyes.
"Bingqi..." Ling Cang was really not good at apologizing, so he had to think about the words while hesitating: "I'm sorry about what happened last time..."
Unexpectedly, Cao Bingqi did not express any aggrievement, but just asked confidently: "Do you know where you went wrong?"
"Know,"
When Cao Bingqi heard this, she turned around and glanced at Ling Cang: "Tell me about it."
"I shouldn't speak to you with that attitude. I know that you are actually doing it for my own good..." While Ling Cang was speaking, he felt sweat dripping down his back, because these words seemed to be something he should say to his elders.
"What you said is all nonsense..." Cao Bingqi blinked her eyes twice and said angrily: "Not sincere at all,"
"I'm very sincere..." Ling Cang really didn't know what else to say, and kept sighing: "Look, we have known each other for a while, and I have always regarded you as my sister..."
Cao Bingqi interrupted Ling Cang and questioned: "Then you still talk to me like that,"
"We are all our own people, and it is inevitable that there will be times when the upper lip touches the lower lip..." Ling Cang frowned and said in an almost pleading tone: "Your Excellency has a lot of money. You don't remember the faults of the small ones. The Prime Minister can hold a boat in his belly. The general ran off his horse with his forehead in front...Don't be the same as me,"
"That's about it." LOLI's anger went away as quickly as it came. Cao Bingqi finally forgave Ling Cang. She turned around and was about to say something more, but found Ling Cang holding the head of the bed and retching: " What’s wrong with you,"
"It's okay... I feel a little uncomfortable," Ling Cang wiped his mouth. He was embarrassed to say that he was actually disgusted by what he just said.
"Okay, I forgive you..." Cao Bingqi doesn't care about Ling Cang's health, but only cares about the relationship between Ling Cang and Jiang Wenxuan: "Then you and my aunt..."
"I... will chase her," I don't know why, after Ling Cang said this, he felt an indescribable feeling of sadness and anger.
"The opportunity has come," Cao Bingqi put aside Winnie the Pooh, jumped out of bed, and said happily: "My aunt just came back from other places and got sick. Don't you know some medical skills? If you care about her now, she will definitely make her treat you better. The impression is greatly enhanced,”
"I can go, but..." Ling Cang glanced at Winnie the Pooh and tentatively asked, "Can you give me something?"
"What,"
"That's Winnie the Pooh,"
"Take it," Cao Bingqi nodded generously: "I have a complete set of them from big to small, and they are all given to you."
It has been peaceful recently. Jiang Wenxuan couldn't hold it in any longer. She went out to play wildly for a few days. As a result, she was exhausted. When she came back, she felt uncomfortable and accidentally sprained her foot.
Under the guidance of Cao Bingqi, Ling Cang went to Jiang Wenxuan's bedroom. Ling Cang asked curiously on the way: "Last time you seemed to say that I can take care of aunt and you..."
"yes,"
"Why are you there?"
"Because I want to follow my aunt," Cao Bingqi said seriously: "I will go wherever she goes, otherwise why would I encourage you to marry her?"
"Why are you following her,"
"Because my aunt is good to me," Cao Bingqi pursed her lips and said proudly: "Dad is usually very busy and can't take care of me at all. It's my aunt who takes care of my life..."
"Really..." Ling Cang finally understood that no matter who married Jiang Wenxuan in the future, they would bring Cao Bingqi with them. Of course, from another perspective, this could also be regarded as a buy-one-get-one-free deal.
"Have you ever thought about a world for two? That's not possible." Cao Bingqi is sometimes a little naive, and sometimes she acts cute intentionally or unintentionally, but she has her own little plan. She is embarrassed to admit to Ling Cang that the reason why she plans to follow Jiang Wenxuan , because Jiang Wenxuan has always pampered her. Ever since she was a child, if she wanted the moon in the sky, Jiang Wenxuan would not pick the stars.
After not seeing each other for a while, Jiang Wenxuan had lost some weight, looked very tired, and had a rare sense of fragility. She was lying on the bed, her long hair disheveled, and she was wearing a pink floral nightgown.
The quilt had been kicked off the bed. She was almost half naked, and her nightgown was very short. The train of the skirt was lifted up a little, exposing half of her buttocks. It was only then that Ling Cang realized that her buttocks were so shapely and fleshy. Smooth, round and pleasant, plump and full, with ivory-like skin that is moist and tender. There is a pair of translucent black lace briefs on it, which adds a bit of charm and mystery.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Wenxuan became a little angry when she saw Ling Cang, and subconsciously pulled up her nightgown: "Who allowed you to enter my bedroom? Do you have any education?"
"I didn't come in..."
"How dare you explain?" Jiang Wenxuan was about to get up from the bed and teach Ling Cang a lesson, but she immediately said "Ouch" and frowned. She had to lie back on the bed again, looked at Ling Cang and said bitterly: "Wait for me I’ll repair your feet after they’re healed,”
Ling Cang's eyes were still lingering on her buttocks: "You misunderstood..."
"What a misunderstanding." Jiang Wenxuan noticed Ling Cang's gaze and became furious: "You little brat, what are you looking at? Why don't you get out."
"Aunt..." Cao Bingqi, who had been behind Ling Cang just now, stepped forward and said timidly: "Aren't you feeling unwell? I asked him to come. He knows medicine."
Seeing her niece, Jiang Wenxuan immediately lost her temper: "If you don't need this half-heartedness, you should find a serious doctor."
"He can do it,"
Jiang Wenxuan didn't know why Cao Bingqi trusted Ling Cang so much. Seeing Cao Bingqi's persistence, she had no choice but to agree: "Okay, let him see..."
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Cang walked to the bed, looking like a doctor. To be precise, he looked like an animal doctor.
"My ankle is twisted." Jiang Wenxuan had never dressed so revealingly in front of the opposite sex. She suddenly felt awkward all over. She had to keep telling herself in her heart: "He is just a child, it's okay..."
"Let me see," Ling Cang said, going to slam Jiang Wenxuan's feet.
Jiang Wenxuan was shocked as if she was electrocuted, and shouted: "Don't touch me,"
Ling Cang asked calmly: "What's wrong with you?"
Although she had been taken advantage of by Ling Cang, Jiang Wenxuan still resented being touched by a man. She realized that she was a bit out of control, so she quickly calmed down and explained: "I... am a little cold,"
As soon as she finished speaking, Cao Bingqi picked up the quilt from the ground and threw it hard on Jiang Wenxuan.
The weak body made this rich young lady lose a lot of her temper. Jiang Wenxuan hurriedly covered herself up, leaving only a pair of jade feet outside: "Pudding is still good..."
Ling Cang asked a little depressed: "Am I not good?"
Jiang Wenxuan glared: "Shut up."
"Let me check you first..." Ling Cang coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment: "Which foot?"
"This one..." Jiang Wenxuan shook her right foot slightly, her sexy cheeks were half covered by her long hair, and she tilted towards Ling Cang: "Be gentle,"
"Oh," Ling Cang pressed it with his finger, checked again, and then said: "It's just a problem with the ligaments and muscles. No bones were injured. Just rest for a few days and it will be fine."
Cao Bingqi blinked and asked, "What should I do?"
"It's best to get a massage. Do you have any medicinal wine at home?"
"Follow me," Cao Bingqi took Ling Cang to a wine cabinet outside and said, "You can get it yourself, I don't know which one is,"
Ling Cang took a look and found that there was all kinds of wine inside, except medicinal wine. In desperation, Ling Cang came back with a bottle of 30-year-old Moutai.
As soon as the bottle was opened, the room was immediately filled with fragrance. Even Jiang Wenxuan said: "This smells quite good..."
Ling Cang poured some on his hands without hesitation, and then began to massage Jiang Wenxuan.
Jiang Wenxuan's jade feet are very beautiful, crystal clear, like jade carvings, with light blue blood vessels floating on them. When you hold them in your hand, they are so smooth and delicate that you can't bear to let them go.
As a result, Ling Cang spent more than half an hour on what could have been done in ten minutes.
Jiang Wenxuan felt a little pain at first, but gradually got better. After a while, she seemed to have returned to normal. She moved slightly and reluctantly said: "Thank you..."
Cao Bingqi jumped on the bed and looked at it curiously: "Ling Cang, your medical skills are so brilliant..."
"I can't speak of being clever," Ling Cang smiled and shook his head, and told Cao Bingqi very honestly: "Because I grew up in the mountains, I know how to treat some minor illnesses, but I am not a professional doctor after all."