How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

The dream was short, but it kept repeating itself in his mind.

So when Jiang Luo woke up, the image of Qian Ling looking at him tenderly was still in his mind.

This was the first time he slept in until after ten o'clock. Fortunately, he had no professional classes in the morning but two in the afternoon.

That's how it is in college. When you don't have professional classes, you can be a little willful. As long as you don't fail the exams, the teacher will let you perform as you wish.

He turned around and saw that the seat next to him was empty. He didn't know where Huo Yancheng had gone.

On the bedside table, the sign that he had customized for himself at a cost of 100 million yesterday was lying there quietly, as if for fun.

Jiang Luo picked up the jade and felt its icy touch, as if it contained endless spiritual power.

He felt that this piece of jade was unusual, so he asked Bai Fu: "Xiao Bai, is there anything special about this piece of jade? Why do I feel like there is spiritual power hidden in it?"

Xiaobai replied after a moment: "Master, your feeling is correct. This is a blessed amulet, blessed by a master with deep spiritual power. You can avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles by holding it in the future. For example, you will not be discovered by those high-level evil creatures, and it can resist most non-fatal injuries. It can also offset a large part of the fatal damage, so it will not endanger your life."

Jiang Luo understood: "It seems that Huo Yancheng asked a master to carve this talisman? Could it be the master that grandpa had been asking for him before?"

Although he was curious, Jiang Luo did not ask because this was a big secret for the Huo family.

He got up, took a shower, changed into clean clothes and went downstairs.

Shang Lu and Qian Ling were sitting on the sofa downstairs admiring a pile of jade carvings that they had unearthed yesterday, probably thinking about how to sell them.

When Qian Ling saw him coming down, he waved at him and said, "Xiao Luo, come here, do you want these things?"

Jiang Luo immediately waved his hands and said, "No, no, Huo Yancheng gave me a lot yesterday, so forget about this."

Qian Ling nodded, turned to Shang Lu and said, "Then sell them, minus the cost, and give the rest to my son Xiao Luo."

Jiang Luo: ???

He quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, no, this is too much. I don't need money, so please don't give me any more money. In fact, I am very happy to have met you. Being able to live here and become close to you is already the greatest luck in my life."

Qian Ling anxiously pulled his hand and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? These should have been yours! You are my child, and also his child, so these are yours!"

Qian Ling spoke with such certainty that Jiang Luo was a little at a loss.

Fortunately, Shang Lu was there to ease his embarrassment: "Yes, yes, you are right. Xiao Luo is our child. These will all be his in the future, so there is no need to give them to him bit by bit. It would be better to wait until we die and let him inherit directly. It would save a lot of trouble."

Jiang Luo: ...

You guys all learned this from Huo Yancheng, right?

Why do you all keep talking about death?

Qian Ling tilted his head and thought for a long time. He seemed to think it made sense, so he smiled and said, "Okay, okay! But I probably won't die too early. I may live a very long time. Well, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Then wait until Shang Lu dies and let you inherit. Shang Lu will definitely die early."

Phocaea: ...

Wife, I am your dear husband, you can't treat me like this.

Shang Lu cleared his throat and thought to himself, my wife is mentally ill, how can I bother with a mentally ill person?

Thinking of this, he felt relieved and completed his PUA very quickly.

Shang Lu said: "That's right, if I die early, you can sort out my inheritance for me and leave all the money in my name to our son."

Qian Ling was happy, nodded heavily, and took Jiang Luo to have brunch.

Shang Lu comforted himself: "Well, it's good, it's good, at least he won't demolish houses anymore. This won't hurt him, and it won't hurt innocent people. Although he has never hurt anyone..."

Jiang Luo felt that if this continued, Shang Lu might become schizophrenic.

Jiang Luo suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, where is Huo Yancheng? Where did he go?"

Shang Lu replied: "Oh, his grandfather called him and said that the master was coming and asked him to come over."

Jiang Luo nodded, thinking that it was indeed the master who came. He said that the sculpture was unusual.

Shang Lu cleared his throat and reminded Jiang Luo quietly, "Well, you still have to go to class today, right?"

Jiang Luo nodded: "Well, there are two professional classes in the afternoon, so we can have a day off tomorrow."

Universities generally do not arrange classes on weekends off.

Shang Lu pointed at his collarbone and said, "You'd better wear a high-necked T-shirt. Although I don't think it's a big deal, you students will still care about this after all."

Jiang Luo lowered his head suddenly, and saw that two huge strawberry marks had turned purple on his collarbone, which had been sucked out by Huo Yancheng at some point.

He couldn't help but cover it with his hand, and said with embarrassment: "Ah, this... is so good, thank you Mr. Shang for reminding me."

Shang Lu said with a sneer: "You are a junior, don't be shy, we are all experienced people. But Huo Yancheng is really lucky! If I had a son like you, I would never let him bully me like this! We are still very young, and we won't be as picky as a sickly child!"

Qian Ling tilted her head and looked at Jiang Luo, then nodded and said, "That's fine, as long as he treats you well."

Shang Lu: ...Baoer, you can’t spoil your child like this. What if he gets cheated?

In the afternoon, Yuan Haokun came personally to pick up Jiang Luo to go to school. He looked at her curiously for a long time, his face flushed.

Jiang Luo asked him speechlessly: "What happened to you? Were you blown by the wind?"

Yuan Haokun said embarrassedly: "Mr. Qian Ling is really handsome, just as handsome as you, Boss!"

Jiang Luo was self-aware of this. Qian Ling was a hundred times more beautiful than him, with a kind of beauty that was not like that of a human.

Perhaps it is because he suffers from schizophrenia that he is more like a crazy beauty.

But he has become much more normal recently. Maybe it's really like Mr. Shang said, that he regards himself as an emotional support!

That's good too.

Jiang Luo said, "Let's go! Let's do a live broadcast after school this afternoon! After a few days of rest, we have to find something to do."

Including today, he has rested for exactly five days, and Huo Yancheng has lived five days in vain.

Yuan Haokun said: "Okay, Boss, I'm ready. We now have five fan groups, each with several big fans. If anyone else comes to stir up trouble, the fans in the group will be able to fight with them."

Jiang Luo suppressed his laughter, thinking that this was not necessary.

In the afternoon, there are two large classes in the Department of Economics and Management, Western Economics and Principles of Management. These are large classes for students of the same grade and taught by the same professor.

Jiang Luo was still wearing a baseball cap and a micro-collared T-shirt as usual, which just covered the bruises on his neck.

Yuan Haokun also dressed very low-key, trying to minimize his presence.

Even so, as soon as he came in, his classmates surrounded him with their cell phones in their hands and stared at him for a long time.

Many girls were discussing behind him: "Did you see that? That's Jiang Luo. He has a younger brother named Jiang Sheng."

"Oh, are they the two brothers from the forum? I can't see their faces clearly..."

"Ah, I see clearly, my god, he's so handsome! But why do I feel like he's different from his brother?"

"Are they the same? I don't think they look alike. The older brother is much more handsome, but the younger brother has good taste in clothes and temperament, and he's very cute."

"Did you hear about what happened at the school gate yesterday? My younger brother accidentally hit a rich man's car. Who knew that the rich man liked my older brother and even called my younger brother a green tea. Hahahaha."

"Is this true? Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter. Why does it feel like the plot is the same as in a rich and beautiful BL novel?"

"But to be honest, that rich guy is quite loyal. As soon as my brother came, he became like his young wife."

Jiang Luo's mind flashed with the image of Huo Yancheng's young wife, and he thought of her powerful momentum last night when she almost swallowed him up. He immediately felt like he was on fire.

He unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip of water. Then someone sat next to him and asked politely, "Handsome guy, is there anyone here?"