After Jiang Fuli finished sending his message, he put his cell phone back into his pocket.

The phone vibrated several times, but he didn't look at it immediately.

Ming Dongheng saw Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli coming in, so he took out the dinner that had been placed in the incubator.

Lu Xiaohan saw Jiang Fuli coming in from the corner of his eye, so he got up from the sofa, sat upright, and whispered to Dean Jian.

 Only Bai Zian, Jiang Fuli and Jiang He were left uneaten.

Jiang Fuli lowered his eyes and looked at the food placed on the dining table. The food was freshly hot and still steaming.

Bai Zian sat on the chair and picked up the chopsticks. Seeing that he was still standing there, he couldn't help but raise his head and asked, "You don't want to eat?"

Beside her, Jiang He took a sip of water from a big cabbage cup, raised his head and blinked.

 Jiang Fuli came back to his senses. He sat next to Bai Qian and said, "Eat."

   **

 The next day, No. 8.8.

Bai Zian woke up very early. She changed out of her pajamas and put on a sweatshirt.

The phone rang, she answered it, turned on the speaker and put the phone aside.

 He leaned over to open the bedside table and took out six large pieces of iridium.

"Sister," Xiao Qi said on the other end of the phone, his voice was gentle and gentle, "The owner of the gold hall is here, and there is Mr. Xu."

She slowly tied the iridium on her hands and feet. The red ribbon made her wrists look whiter and whiter, and the red gems on them shone brightly. "That's Xu He. You can discuss with the owner of the gold hall to arrange for him."

Now that her physical strength has increased, she usually takes off the iridium except for morning exercises.

Xiao Qi knew her daily schedule, so he called her at the right time, "The address should be in Guangyuan District. The owner of Jin Guan said that he would wait for notification from above."

"Okay." After talking on the phone, she took on her Bluetooth headset and opened the door.

 Hold your head.

Jiang He was bending down and pushing a large gift box toward her door, one meter away from her. The blue gift box was square and eighty centimeters long. It was difficult for him to hold it, and he was unwilling to ask for help.

Ming Dongheng followed him expressionlessly.

 Seeing Bai Qian come out before he put away the things, Jiang He raised his head, with a cracked expression on his delicate little face.

Bai Zian paused and looked at the bow on the blue gift box.

 I remembered in a daze that today is the 8.8th.

It is also the second day of the seventh lunar month.

 Her birthday.

 “For me?” She squatted in front of Jiang He and looked up at him.

Jiang He let go of his hand, looked at her with a pair of dark eyes, and said depressedly: "Yes."

 He ​​woke up very early today and wanted to put the gift at the door of Bai Xian's room before she came out. He was very sensitive to numbers and guessed everything, but -

 The only thing I didn’t expect was my body shape…

 It’s not enough to lift this gift box.

"Thank you." Bai Zian reached out and patted his head, then squatted in front of him and opened the gift box.

As she expected, there was also a piece of Lego inside.

 It was the scene where she and Jiang He met for the first time. Behind her was a water tanker, in front was a bus stop, and further ahead, there was a black car.

 A very huge project.

 She picked up the piece of Lego easily and put it on the bookshelf in her study.

Bai Qian lifted the weight as lightly as if what she was holding was just a feather. Jiang He looked up at her and opened his mouth, as if he was watching a thriller.

 Behind him, Ming Dongheng crossed his arms and looked down at Jiang He, with the corner of his mouth twitching.

   **

 At noon, in the study room, Bai Zian’s hand was on the computer page, his eyebrows were lowered, and the other hand was controlling the computer page to print documents.

 On the WeChat page of the computer, messages of congratulations are constantly being sent.

He Wen: [A study of topology, a study of light quanta]

He Wen: [You haven’t finished reading yet? 】

Congratulations: […]

Bai Qian stretched out **** and typed out a word without haste—

【without】

 Straightforward.

Jiang He sat on the stool next to her, holding a game console in his hand and playing the game while shaking his legs.

Lu Xiaohan and Tang Ming were not in the apartment early this morning.

After printing the document, Bai Zian reached out to close the dialog box congratulating Wen. The next second, his cell phone rang.

This time it was Jiang Fuli. His voice came across the electromagnetic wave, lacking the usual chill, "I'll be back in half an hour."

Bai Qian was looking for a stapler and stapled the documents up slowly, "Okay." "What are you doing?" Jiang Fuli heard the sound of the printer on his phone.

"He Wen has two documents," Bai Zian pressed **** on the stapler with a casual tone, "I just printed them out and will read them tomorrow."

 Jiang Fuli's voice became a few degrees colder, "Two servings?"

 “What?” Bai Zian raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing," Jiang Fuli said on the other side of the phone, knocking on the wooden box in his hand lightly. His face was clear and cold, and he did not discuss the two documents with her anymore: "Wait for me to come over."

 He hung up the phone and looked at the small garden in front of him, "Let's go."

Behind it is a carved corridor.

Beside you, the middle-aged man was bowing his head respectfully, "Yes."

He Wen, who was looking at data in the laboratory, suddenly sneezed.

 The person next to me looked at the temperature of the air conditioner. Although he thought it was not high, he still said, "I'll ask someone to raise the temperature."

   **

 Yunxiao District was severely punished for more than half a month.

Most clubs and major bars are in dire straits, and only a few are unaffected.

 Including Qinglong Bar and Si Jing Club.

There are different opinions in the circles about the background behind these two, but most people know that it is not simple.

 Si Jing Club.

 Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli and Jiang He arrived. There was a manager waiting at the door. When he saw the two of them, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet them, "Master Jiang, Miss Bai, and the third young master are already waiting for you on the top floor."

 He bent at ninety degrees and did not dare to stare directly at Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli.

 As soon as he bent down, he saw Jiang He being led by Bai Xian.

 The manager quickly gave Jiang He a friendly smile.

Jiang He looked at him bending his waist at 90 degrees: "..."

Sijing only received people like Bai Zian today, and the manager didn't know Bai Zian.

But he knew who this young master Jiang was. He respectfully led people to the internal elevator and used his peripheral vision to look at the girl next to Jiang Fuli.

I want to remember her face.

As soon as he saw the other party's loosely tied black hair and felt the vague pressure from the person beside her, the manager was startled and quickly looked away. After the pressure on his body disappeared, he carefully Wiped myself a sweat.

 The rumors did not deceive him.

At the top-floor box, Lu Xiaohan and Tang Ming had already arrived early and were setting up the box.

Lu Xiaohan held the ribbon and directed Xu Sanshao and Ning Xiao, "Master Xu, please move the letter A down, Xueshen, move the letter R a little to the left. Yes, this is just right..."

Not far away, several core waiters moved in what they needed.

 The core employees of Si Jing Club have a deep appreciation for Xu Sanshao.

At this time, watching Xu Nanjing being ordered by a girl, she couldn't help but glance in this direction.

The faces of Lu Xiaohan, Ning Xiao, and others are all unfamiliar. They don’t match up with the young masters and ladies they know well. Who is this?

 You command Xu Sanshao like this?

The waiter put down his things and walked out with his head down, and saw the manager coming with a few people in person.

“Master Jiang, Miss Bai, this is it.” The manager opened the door himself and let Bai Zian and others in.

 The waiter beside him lowered his head and did not dare to look around.

Before the door closed, they seemed to hear Mr. Xu’s voice, “Sister Aji…”

After the door closed, the waiter looked up at the manager and said, "Manager, they are..."

The manager couldn't figure out the identities of these people, so he only ordered: "Be careful with your hospitality and remember their names and faces."

 He lowered his head and took out the pager and pressed a message.

 Then he looked back at the box—

The last two months have not been quiet. He was frightened after several severe attacks. Now... what kind of people are here in Jiang Jing?

   **

 In the box.

Lu Xiaohan took Bai Zian to take pictures. Xu Nanjing saw that he had nothing to do. He walked to Jiang Fuli and poured himself a glass of wine. He swayed the glass lazily and asked, "How many guests do sister A Zian have?"

 He prepared a souvenir for everyone who came today.

“Her uncle, aunt, and grandpa,” Jiang Fuli stood nearby, looking in Bai Qian’s direction with a nonchalant tone, “there should be a teacher.”

 Uncle, aunt, grandpa?

 Xu Nanjing was surprised.

He knew that Bai Qian’s grandfather lived in Qingshui Street, so why did he come to Jiangjing?

 “Xiao Qi and Brother Mao haven’t arrived yet.” Tang Ming added as he moved a stool over.

 Xiaoqi, Brother Mao?

Xu Nanjing thought that Bai Qian and some friends like Tang Ming came over in Jiangjing. Who are these two, Brother Xiao Qimao?

 He is thinking.

 The box door was opened respectfully by the manager again.

 See you tomorrow~