Republic of China drama

The maidservants around Lu Qingying all recognized Jiang Wanwan, and seeing that it was inconvenient for her to carry the porcelain bowl, they opened the door for her: "Miss San is inside."

The side of the porcelain bowl quickly became hot. Jiang Wanwan looked down to prevent the porridge from spilling out. She stepped faster and stepped over the threshold to enter the house.

The vague noise in the room stopped abruptly.

When she looked up again, Jiang Wanwan was surprised to see Feng Xia.

She is dressed very formally today, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, similar to a student's attire, but she is dressed in a neutral way, which always makes people wonder whether she is a man or a woman.

Feng Xia's eyes were so red, like cloth dyed red, that Jiang Wanwan bumped into him suddenly.

"Miss Gu San is really cruel."

Feng Xia put down these words, and gave Jiang Wanwan a deliberate look, perhaps because her usual teacher arrogance was suddenly destroyed, or perhaps because she knew the unclear relationship between the girl in front of her and Miss Gu San, so she was furious. left.

Before Jiang Wanwan could speak, Gu Qingying noticed the thing in her hand, looked down and asked, "What is this?"

"...Meiling porridge." Jiang Wanwan said, "I think Miss San has a bad appetite, and there is still a while before class, so I went to the kitchen."

Lu Qingying reached out and took the porcelain bowl.

Frowning, he put the bowl on the table again.

She took the girl's hand and groped to the fingertips.It was hot, and there was still the residual heat of Meiling porridge just out of the pot. "Isn't it hot?"

The porridge was not hot, but Gu Qingying's fingertips were very hot, and Jiang Wanwan retracted her hand almost as soon as she touched it.

"Miss San," the girl said with evasive eyes, "Miss San, won't you go after her?"

Just now, Lu Qingying's expression was so gentle, just like a husband treats his wife, the starlight in the sky flickered in his eyes, intoxicating.

But this tenderness, how could it be hers?

Lu Qingying didn't understand what she meant: "What are you chasing after?"

"Just now... Mr. Feng ran out crying, Miss San didn't chase after him..."

Lu Qingying withdrew her hand, and slightly opened her eyes in disbelief. "Why should I go after her?"

She keeps scaring this girl with words, doesn't she think that she has that kind of relationship with everyone...

Lu Qingying suddenly felt like building a house and carrying a lot of stones, but in the end she would hit her own feet.

"Oh." Jiang Wanwan's mood suddenly brightened, "Miss San, please drink porridge, I'm going to prepare for class."

"Just wait." Lu Qingying called to her, "You have no class today, and Feng Xia will not teach you Chinese in the future."

Jiang Wanwan was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

This morning, Gu Qingying asked Feng Xia to come to the study to ask about Jiang Wanwan's situation. Apart from discussing the teaching on the first day, this was the first time they were alone.

Maybe it was Feng Xiayi who misunderstood what Lu Qingying meant, or maybe he deliberately interrupted her a few times, but Gu Qingying's words were still Jiang Wanwan, Feng Xia couldn't bear it any longer.

"Miss Gu San, you want me to teach a prostitute in a theatrical building. I agreed because of your sake. Now you only talk about her with me. Don't you know what I mean by Miss San? Is it?"

Feng Xia is an educated person, she shouldn't have spoken like this, not to mention she knew almost nothing about Jiang Wanwan.

Lu Qingying frowned upon hearing this, and reasoned with her a few words.

Seeing that Gu Qingying was still defending Jiang Wanwan every word and every word, Feng Xia also knew that she was interested in that little opera singer, and her heart was blocked and painful, which was difficult to relieve, so she left crying.

"Yes." Gu Qingying replied to Jiang Wanwan, "She won't teach you again."

"Then," Jiang Wanwan continued to ask, "Will I have a new husband?"

Lu Qingying looked directly at her, looked into those eyes, but answered a little hesitantly: "Maybe, I will look for you for a few more days."

This girl is so clean, from the inside to the outside, like a piece of white cloth without any messy colors.

But keeping this kind of cleanliness for a lifetime is the most difficult thing in the world.

Jiang Wanwan nodded obediently: "Okay."

Lu Qingying picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, put her lips against the edge of the bowl, tested the temperature, and drank it one mouthful at a time.

Jiang Wanwan watched her drink porridge, the woman's soft and bright red lips opened and closed, and she drank slowly.

The girl looked away, uncontrollably thinking of certain images in her mind, as if she was the porridge lying in a porcelain bowl under Lu Qingying's lips.

"Okay, is it good?" Jiang Wanwan stammered a little.

"Well, it's delicious." Gu Qingying said, "Thank you."

Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt a little embarrassed when she heard her straightforward way of expressing her gratitude.

Miss San said this, is she vaguely treating her as a friend...

It's not like treating a girl raised at home, there is only a relationship of gift and acceptance, and there is no talk of gratitude.

"Miss San, you're welcome. If it's delicious, I'll make it every day from now on."

Lu Qingying deliberately avoided these words, but asked: "Have you ever eaten Western food?"

The answer is yes: "...no."

"Well," Gu Qingying said, "Go back to your room and read a few pages of the book. When it's almost noon, I'll take you out to eat western food, drink coffee, and then go shopping in the market."

Jiang Wanwan sounds interesting.

"There is a dance hall in the west, which is the one I go to the most. At night, I will take you there, okay?"

Jiang Wanwan nodded like a child who would only follow behind Lu Qingying's buttocks: "Okay."

"Go."

Lu Qingying watched her leave.

As soon as Jiang Wanwan left, Wu Daoyuan came in: "Miss San, it's not good!"

"Wait," Gu Qingying said, "Has Wanwan left?"

"Miss San, don't worry about it anymore," Wu Daoyuan said anxiously, "The Gu family's foreign shop was broken into by a group of soldiers, saying that we were in collusion with foreigners, greedy for money and smuggling, and presented a bunch of incomprehensible evidence!"

"Well, don't panic."

Lu Qingying lowered her head, picked up the porcelain bowl she had just put down, and drank all the porridge in it.

She regretted drinking so fast.

"Miss San! Don't you panic?!" Wu Daoyuan is an old man in a foreign firm, and he has followed Gu Youlin to fight the world. In his eyes, no matter how powerful Gu Qingying is, he is just a young lady who has not left the cabinet.

He continued in a strange way: "If you don't care, you can only wait for Master Gu to come out of the mountain now."

"Heh." Lu Qingying didn't hide the sarcasm in her eyes, as if she had heard some big joke, "Ask him to come out? Why do you invite him? Are you old people holding shares?"

"It's not Miss San's turn to care about this." Wu Daoyuan snorted coldly and said.

"Thanks to your knowledge." Gu Qingying continued to mock him, "All transactions with foreigners, from ledgers to receipts, entertainment to the end of the transaction, what links can go wrong? Mr. Wu has worked hard for many years, and his skills are still shallow. Really. Please mobilize the army, the person who understands the weaknesses of foreign trade is the one you want him to come out of the mountain."

"Impossible!" Wu Daoyuan opened his mouth to retort, "This is the Gu family's foreign firm. After so many years of hard work, how could Master Gu just throw it away?"

Lu Qingying gave him the long-standing letter paper on the table: "Here is the correspondence evidence, whether it is true or not, you can see for yourself. Also, this matter must be at my discretion. You can show them whatever you want to check. If you don’t do what I say, let alone foreign firms, you won’t even be able to get Zhuangzi’s job in the future.”

Wu Daoyuan clenched the letter paper tightly, holding a breath in his throat, unable to go up or down.

"This, this is what the Xiang family did?"

"Well." Gu Qingying said, "I found some clues a few days ago, but it was too late. The position of the wheel, Xiang Yuan is above Ting Tao, and there is nothing my elder brother can do about it."

Wu Daoyuan threw the letter paper on the table, his eyebrows were raised with anger. "He, how could he collude with the Xiang family and betray his own people!"

"This is the end of the matter." Lu Qingying said with a wry smile, "I can only gamble. Mr. Wu, I have already said what I should threaten you, but what follows are some sincere words. After all, I am only a businessman, and I cannot interfere in political matters. This time, I don't seek wealth and glory, but only seek to get out of the body."

During Gu Youlin's birthday banquet, he took the opportunity to embarrass Jiang Wanwan. Gu Qingying had already suspected that if no other family intervened, the Gu family had so many eyeliners that she would not have gotten any news.

It turned out that Gu Youlin not only wanted to embarrass Jiang Wanwan that day, but also to divert the tiger away from the mountain and let Gu Qingying leave without warning, so that he would have enough time to discuss with Xiang Yuan about the foreign firm.The birthday banquet may be his last chance to communicate with the outside world.

The fact is also the same, as soon as Gu Qingying returned to the house, Xiang Yuan went to find Gu Youlin.

Her biological father hated her to the bone, thinking about it, he hated her reckless behavior in the past two years, hated her for changing the people around him, hated her for almost putting him under house arrest... also hated She checked Gu Minghe.

So he didn't hesitate to move his house down, and didn't want to make her feel better.

"Miss Three..."

In the past two years since Lu Qingying returned to China, whatever predictions she made, no matter how far-fetched it may seem, she will always be able to turn the situation around, but this time, the situation may not be very good.

"It's just a seizure." Lu Qingying was a little absent-minded, "Even if I plan for the worst, I will not miss you. You go out."

Seeing that she was not interested in talking much, Wu Daoyuan simply left.

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