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Qiao Ruo Chu's face was red with embarrassment. She was unable to explain herself.

After eating about 80% of his meal, he stopped. He stopped to look at Qiao Ruo Chu, who was admiring the way Gu Jun was eating. The two of them looked at each other, their faces red.

The crystal lamp in the dining room glowed softly, and under the light, Gu Jun looked even more handsome.

What a beautiful man, Qiao Ruo was at first.

"School will start in a few days. Is your school bag ready?" he asked with concern.

She, who had been turned into a mess by Wu Dai, had completely forgotten about the matters of the school. It was only after being asked by Gu Jun that she remembered and nodded vigorously.

Isn't it?

The last time he went to visit, the girls' school had informed him that the first of September was starting. Today was August 20th.

There were only ten days left.

She didn't have to flee to Beiping, so of course she had to go to school.

Last time, President Yang George said that girls' schools could recommend girls with good grades to study in the United States or even in Europe.

She also wanted to go abroad in the future to see Xi Nuo's world.

"Wanjia has asked for a home tutor before. You can interact more with her." He mentioned his sister.

That day, Qiao Ruo had met Gu Wanjia for the first time, and felt that she wasn't that happy about it.

She nodded seriously at Gu Jun.

At the start of the day, Gu Jun left the Qiao family home. Due to the martial law, the streets were very quiet and the roads were very smooth. He soon drove back.

The Su Family lived in a western-style garden building in the south of the city. It took up a large area and contained pavilions and pavilions, fake mountains and flowing water.

The Xiang City was not big, but it was especially popular. It had a few giants, and was known by the people as the Four Elephants and Eight Cows. There were even a few rich and unknown people who called them 'seventy-two little yellow dogs' in private.

As for the Gu family, they had been the leader of the four elephants for many years. It was evident that they were rich and powerful.

She married a wife and six concubines, and had two sons and three daughters. Gu Jun and Gu Wanxia were born as wives, while the rest were born as concubines. His younger brother, Ku Qiuyang, was now staying in Japan, while the rest of his sisters were preparing to go to a girls' school.

As soon as Gu Jun entered the room, he saw Ku Fangfang sitting on a rattan chair, while his new sixth concubine, Ma Shi, was beating her legs for him. His slightly plump body took up the entire rattan chair, his face was fair and clean, he looked to be in his fifties, and he had maintained himself well, with no wrinkles. The hands that rested on the deck chair were plump and thick, the legendary hand that held gold and silver.

"Cha?" Seeing his eldest son return, he called out softly, "I heard you went to the Qiao family?"

Ku Jun nodded.

"We don't have any business dealings with the Qiao family, and I heard that Qiao Qingya doesn't have a son either. What are you going to do at the Qiao family?" Ku Fu Fang let her son sit on the sofa opposite the rattan chair to chat with her.

Someone had long since told him that Gu Jun had once asked Qiao Qiuchu out. Today, Qiao Qingya made a call, and he immediately called Xu Hongsheng to get his daughter.

How could he not understand the thoughts of his eldest son when he had already passed through the period of youth and debauchery?

Jiang Jun had an embarrassed look on his face.

Ku Fu Fang gave Ma Shi Shi a look, and she tactfully retreated.

He sat up and said to his eldest son in a serious tone, "I don't object to your free love, but you must find a suitable wife. As for who you like, you can have a concubine."

Under the dim light, the father and son duo's facial features were very similar. It was just that one of them was experienced while the other was immature.

Hearing his father's words, Gu Jun's expression became painful. He didn't say anything as he stared blankly at Gu Fangfang.

Gu Fangfang's white fingers drummed rhythmically on the rattan chair. Seeing her eldest son not saying a word, she knew that it would be hard for him to obey, so she shook her head slightly and let out a soft sigh.

Suddenly remembering something, he leaned forward and said to Gu Jun, "Commander Wu is dead, and all the troops and horses in the Xiang City are in the hands of Shen Junan. This person's whereabouts are mysterious, but I heard that he and his staff officer Lin Jun are like father and son. If you go around and ask around, and someone knows him, why don't you recommend him to the Gu family? "

All of Gu Fangfang's life, she had truly made people's world more playful. When Wu Xucheng was onstage, the Gu family and his deputy director Xu Hongsheng became one. Now, she couldn't wait to find out how the two of them did it, which showed just how scheming this person was.

Ku Jun had a Western education, so he had some complaints about his father. He frowned and said, "Two thugs, it's fine if they don't befriend each other." "No," he said.

He had his pride.

Gu Fangfang's lips quivered, but she didn't say anything.

His son had never been able to see a plot or scheme, and he could not hope to make friends with any of the noblest men, let alone one of the most powerful.

He said good night to his father in a hurry and went upstairs.

His room was on the second floor, and on the second floor was his and Ku's room. Ku was not home, and he lived alone on the second floor, which was also furnished in the European style, with an archway, marble floors, cashmere carpets, and flowery crystal lamps everywhere, warm and fresh and elegant.

He entered the room, removed his wristwatch, took off his pen from his horse-clip, and placed it on the desk. He took out a medical book from the shelf and read it carefully, taking notes from time to time.

However, the image of Qiao Ruozhu kept flashing in his mind. He was unable to see through it, so he could only put down his brush and stare blankly.

The next morning, it began to drizzle. The drizzle was dense and slanted, and the entire Xiang City seemed to be enveloped in a layer of smog, as if it was a dream or illusion.

As usual, Qiao Ruo was holed up at home.

When she was at home, she would wear a pure cotton dress, lightly tied with a piece of silk to her waist-length, like a waterfall, without any jewelry, like a snow lotus on a high mountain.

It was getting closer and closer to the opening day of the girls' school.

Qiao Ruo Chu knew a few words, but she also knew how to count them. She had also practiced calligraphy and painting, so she was barely able to take them out. The last time she went to the girls' school, Principal Yang introduced some math, English, music, biology, geography and other courses.

She suddenly wanted to go to Xinhua Bookstore.

However, the situation in Xiang City had been unstable for the past two days. She was still somewhat afraid of going out.

Should he call Gu Jun?

She was drumming her heart out.

After hesitating for a long time, she decided to give up.

If Gu Wanjia was easier to get along with, she would rather call Gu Wanjia.

She could hear the traffic in the street from her room, and it didn't seem like a big deal, she told herself.