[Two men + interpenetrating each other + evading each other + master and recipient + slap in the face + redemption]
[The beautiful young master with green tea in a vase × the prince with white-cut black sesame glutinous rice balls]
Jiang's group was on the verge of collapse, and in the end, all that was left was a sickly young master who was afraid of melting in the palm of his hand.
It's just that Jiang Sui has no other advantages except for his stunningly beautiful face and his poor green tea seducing skills that he learned from books.
A business war? Wait, a heart attack comes faster than reinforcements.
Jiang Sui opened his eyes again and jumped from one fire pit into a new fire pit.
Nine sons seize the legitimate sons, killing without blood.
Jiang Sui was walking on thin ice, trembling with fear, never forgetting to instruct the ninth prince Bai Tangyuan who was on his body to fight hard.
"Don't go head-to-head with them. If we can't fight them, we can hide!"
Shang Fuyan said expressionlessly, "Okay, brother."
Soon after, Jiang's business empire came to dominate Ning City.
Jiang Sui even held his own when the nine sons were competing for the throne and became the favorite of the group.
"Jiang Zhaozhao!"
"Wait a minute, Brother Prince invited me to go swimming in the lake!"
Shang Fuyan stared at Jiang Sui, who was pressing his face, until the back disappeared.
In the palace in the evening, the cold white skin in the dim brass mirror is faintly visible.
"Shang Fuyan, what are you doing with my body?!"
"Can't you see? I'm stabbing you."
Double clean! Sweet article! The soul will return to its own body!
