The little brothers standing next to Nangong Zi stood. They watched the boss be beaten and did not dare to step forward. The boss did not dare to offend him. The person who fought with the boss was even more afraid to offend him.
"Can you control your mouth in the future?" Jiang Chenshao spoke in a low voice, threatening to scare people.
Nangong Zi stood up hard, leaned against the handrail, looking at his brother with a bruised nose and a swollen face, "I knew you would do it, but I didn't expect you to put such a heavy hand."
Jiang Chenshao stood up, and Nangong Zi immediately stood up, "Yes!"
Jiang Chenshao stopped, untied the gauze on his hand, and threw it away. He turned over, jumped out of the boxing ring, and went to the sink beside him to wash his hands, "Ah, you should practice. Be the head of the family
After that, the boxing technique obviously declined."
Nangong Zi held his face behind him and took a breath of pain, "Grandma, why don't you say you're ruthless again?"
When he appeared again, Jiang Chenshao took a shower and was the successful business person who was wearing formal clothes and wearing suits.
He was not as cruel as he was just now.
"I'm leaving."
"I just wanted to leave after a fight?" Nangong Zi spoke.
Jiang Chenshao: "Xiao Nuan is still waiting at home for me to go back and eat dumplings with her."
After Jiang Chenshao left, Nangong Zi cursed again, grinning with pain, "Call the doctor, wait, call me privately."
"Boss, that, I heard that Miss An Er is back for the New Year."
"What? But Xia is back!"
A roar came from the Nangong family's main house, "Jiang Chenshao, you are really not a good person. You know that Xia is back, but she still slapped me in the face." How could he maintain his image in front of Xia Xia?
Mr. Jiang was already sitting on the plane home.
In the evening, the brightly lit ancient villa.
Gu Nuanxi was still guarding the snowflakes, but she didn't even drop a single drop.
When Jiang Chenshao returned, he saw that his son had not yet suffered from the sequelae of his son on the beach. He stuck out his butt and dug the soil with a small shovel in the grass, and pulled the grass with his little hands.
"God, I'm back home." Mr. Jiang picked up his son on the lawn and carried him back to the living room.
Gu’s mother made dumplings in the living room, Gu Nuanxi was rolling the dough, and the servant went home for the New Year, and there were no outsiders at home. In the small villa, Nuanxi’s family was decorated with Nuanxi’s family. “Husband, why did you take him back?
I ate and slept at home, and my fat grew slowly. I just threw him out and asked him to exercise, but you brought him back again." Gu Nuanxi said.
Gu's father complained to his son-in-law, "This young child is just when he eats, drinks and sleeps. Nuan Xifei clamored to let him exercise and not be hugged."
Jiang Chenshao smiled, "Xiao Nuan is afraid that you can't hold him."
He put down his son and let the little guy run around the room.
Then he sat next to his wife, "I can't tell that the dark food king can roll out the dough?"
Gu Nuanxi: "..."
During the meal, Gu Nuanxi took out a dumpling from her bowl, blew it on the heat and handed it to her son, "Hold it and eat it."
Jiang Momo returned to the Su family, but sure enough, she was criticized by her parents.
Jiangsu has never known whose money they spent on traveling. On that day, he suddenly remembered this unsolved mystery and asked Ning'er.
Ning'er looked out the window with her face. For a second, she was weighing in her mind that the chance of jumping into a plane was high, or telling her boyfriend that the chance of living was high.
Jiangsu looked at her lip-covered and looked out the window. In an instant, his forehead seemed to be hit by a big hammer, "Yaya!"
Ning'er felt wronged, "Brother Xiao Su, I will make it up for you~"
At that moment, Jiangsu's hands were itchy, and he wanted to beat them but was reluctant to beat them. He was so angry that he beat them down. "Don't make up for the money, and it will be deducted from your future bride price!"