"Sit down and have a meal." Li Jin opened his mouth lightly, but his tone was faint, but there was a threat. "You'll eat this before you get rid of your high fever?"

He pointed to the mess on the table.

Lobster Shell peeled a table full of streaky pork kebabs sprinkled with pepper, one heavier than another, one more greasy

Li Qinian knew he was wrong, touched his handsome hair and smiled at Li Jin:

"Isn't it all right with me?"

"Change her a bowl of porridge."

Li Jin didn't give her a chance to defend at all. She was tough and asked the landlady to give her a bowl of porridge.

Li Qinian stared at a bowl of porridge on the table. There was nothing but a few scallions floating on the surface alone.

"I'm really fine. I don't believe you ask brother Wang. I'm in good spirits now!"

Li Qinian reluctantly pulled Jiang Wang's sleeve and secretly winked at him:

Brother Wang, help me.

"I think porridge is good."

Jiang Wang directly ignored her small movements and pushed the porridge in front of her, "drink."

Li Qinian: "......"

It was not easy to get out of school and secretly improve the food. Unexpectedly, the two people were more and more difficult to deal with each other.

Her barbecue, her crayfish, her big kebab

Under the pressure of their eyes, she accepted her life to pick up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge and stuffed it into her mouth.

Very good. It doesn't taste at all. A bird can fade out of its mouth.

Li Jin glanced at the greasy table and stool, didn't sit down, and looked at Jiang Wang from a high place.

This man is wearing simple black clothes and white trousers, but his temperament and character can't be hidden. He looks like a rich child in a big family.

Such a person is a friend of short white gourd?

Jiang wantonly greeted his eyes and looked back at him neither humbly nor haughtily.

Li Qinian felt that the atmosphere between them was a little strange. Before he could speak, he was pulled by Xiao saner to ask East and West, eating and drinking.

"Are you?" Li Jin asked.

There are so many upper class families in Jiangcheng, but he has never seen Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang said his name without any scruples: "Jiang Wang."

Li Jin's long eyebrow was a condensation.

There is only one big family surnamed Jiang in the whole Jiangcheng, that is, the Jiangshi family, the richest man in Jiangcheng for many years.

Jiang's family is not only a company, but a large family that has been inherited for hundreds of years. It has been handed down from generation to generation. Its relations are intertwined, and many talents have emerged in the political, commercial and military circles.

In particular, the current master of the Jiang family, with vigorous means and resolute determination, endured the grief of the white haired people sending the black haired people, he took over the master of the Jiang family against internal and external troubles, and dared not speak out when he tried to suppress the branches of the upper position.

It is precisely because of this that a civil strife of the Jiang family failed to start after all.

Li Jin examines Jiang Xu and does not miss any of his reactions:

"What is your relationship with the Jiang family?"

There was no change in Jiang's look, no guilty look, as if the Jiang family was just something that was not important:

"It doesn't matter."

Li Jin took a deep look at him, took back his eyes and believed his words for a few minutes.

According to his understanding, the Jiang family only gave birth to one son, which is the only heir of the Jiang chaebol and the only grandson of the Jiang family.

Because of an accident many years ago, the Jiang family blocked all the information of the heir. His name, appearance and age were hidden from outsiders.