"If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?" Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
Li Tianyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said nothing. He didn't know whether he understood or not.
After wandering around the collection room for a long time, Jiang Zhihao finally left with satisfaction after looking at everything.
In the eyes of the Li Tianyuan brothers, he just came in for a visit. In fact, Jiang Zhihao wanted to make sure that the big leaks in his memory were still in the Li family.
As long as the stuff is there, there's nothing to worry about. Just find a way to pick it up when you come next time.
As for now, it’s better not to alert others.
After leaving the collection room, Li Tianle went to do other things. Li Tianyuan was the eldest son in the family and had many things to do, so it was impossible for him to accompany Jiang Zhihao all the time. Only Li Yujie waited on him like a disciple.
When she returned to the courtyard, Wang Yingjun had already reentered the nursery and continued to fertilize, water, and weed her flowers.
Seeing Jiang Zhihao coming, Wang Yingjun straightened up and took the initiative to say hello.
Jiang Zhihao nodded slightly to her and left directly.
But he didn't notice that Wang Yingjun turned around and looked at him, with a strange color in his eyes.
Her appearance and figure are the best in this world. No matter what kind of man he is, after seeing her, it will be difficult to look away.
And the color of desire in your eyes is so strong that no matter how well you hide it, it will always be exposed several times.
But Jiang Zhihao was different. The calmness in his eyes was not fake. When he saw Wang Yingjun, there was only clearly visible appreciation in his eyes, but without any desire.
Such a clean look was something Wang Yingjun had never seen before. In addition, Jiang Zhihao easily determined in the collection room that the hundred-year-old autumn mountain painting was a Ming Dynasty fake, which made the widow of the Li family have some inexplicable affection for him.
Of course, this good impression comes from admiring a man with a clean heart, and it has not yet been elevated to other levels.
But it is undeniable that after nearly five years of "marrying" into the Li family, from a nineteen-year-old girl to a twenty-four-year-old young woman, this is the first time she has a crush on a nearly stranger man.
A ripple quietly appeared in the heart that had long thought it was smooth.
Li Yujie seemed to have noticed something. He turned his head, but did not see Wang Yingjun staring at Jiang Zhihao. He only saw the second aunt bending down and showing her graceful curves to the flowers and plants.
Li Yujie turned her head back, looked at Jiang Zhihao, and asked: "Master, are you really not interested in my second aunt? Is my mistress so beautiful that you are completely indifferent to other women?"
Although Jiang Zhihao had no intention of accepting him as his apprentice, Li Yujie had already made himself one.
Faced with this question, Jiang Zhihao replied: "There are many kinds of women in this world, some are for appreciation, some are for fun, and there are extremely special cases, which are for love and respect. I appreciate them.
Your second aunt is beautiful, but that doesn’t mean I need to have any thoughts about her. Besides, she is your second aunt, so it’s not good for you to always have bad ideas about her behind her back, right?"