I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"bang"

The door of the private room was kicked open from the outside.

Two bodyguards in black were thrown in, rolled on the ground, quickly got up, and took a defensive posture.

The beauties in the private room screamed and hugged each other.

The club manager was so frightened that he shouted, "Protect the Third Master! Protect the Third Master!"

Jiang Si maintained his leisurely posture, leaning against the back of the sofa, stroking his lips with his fingertips from time to time.

With a swaggering smile on his lips, he smiled softly, the smile not reaching his eyes.

"Violence will never change." Jiang Si slowly raised his eyes, staring at the person who walked into the private room with a cold gaze.

The man was dressed in black, his tall body wrapped in a black leather jacket, and his black trouser legs hidden under Martin boots.

His whole body exudes an unstoppable explosive factor.

A black baseball cap and a black mask covered his entire face, leaving only the black earring on his left ear shining coldly.

Jiang Si raised his hand lazily and waved it. The club manager and a group of beauties ran away, and the black-clad bodyguard wisely closed the door of the private room.

Jiang Si and the masked man were the only ones left in the private room.

Jiang Si took his feet off the table, slowly stood up, walked to the masked man, and pulled off his baseball cap and mask.

"I got you, Ah Si."

A gleam of excitement danced in his eyes.

A face almost identical to Jiang Si appeared before his eyes.

It's like looking in the mirror.

He tilted his head in admiration, grinning as he continued, "See, I told you that your third brother has never lost at such a boring game as hide-and-seek."

"Jiang Huai, was it you who gave your mother's jade pendant to Jiang Zhuo?" The masked man Jiang Si stared at the same face in front of him.

I want to find the answer from his bold expression.

"You kid, call me brother." Jiang Huai, who was wearing a red silk shirt, put one hand in his pocket and touched his nose.

"You're wrongly accusing me. It was clearly Jiang Zhuo who stole it after you left. You know he's a sucker for these sneaky things."

"Look, as soon as he got the news about you, he immediately found someone to tell me and even put on a terrible show for me. That undercover's acting was terrible. He was afraid that I wouldn't know that he was Jiang Zhuo's man."

As he spoke, Jiang Huai touched his lips and shook his head with a look of disgust.

Jiang Si said with a cold face, "I don't want to know what happened between you two."

"Okay, enough talking. Now let's talk about your little lover. Don't worry, I've already done what I promised you."

Jiang Huai stared at Jiang Si meaningfully, looked him around, put his hand on Jiang Si's shoulder, and sighed with emotion.

"I didn't realize it, I really didn't realize that one day you would still be seduced by beauty. Did Fahai also understand love?"

Jiang Si pushed his hand away and patted the non-existent dust on his shoulder.

He took out a cigarette from the box and put it in his mouth.

Jiang Huai looked at the hand that was pushed away, and it turned around in the air awkwardly, then landed on the collar of his red shirt and straightened his shirt.

Then he spoke jokingly.

"We look the same. Tell me, if I stand in front of her, can she tell the difference between you and me?"

Jiang Si paused in lighting the cigarette. The blue flame burned, making a rustling sound, and the air was burnt.

He kept lighting the cigarette and raised his eyes with a murderous look.

"Are you angry?" Jiang Huai chuckled, sat back in his original position, crossed his legs, hugged his chest, and looked at him nonchalantly.

The lighter in Jiang Si's hand was burning hot. He continued to light the cigarette and took a puff. White smoke came out from between his mouth.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Huai took it for granted and didn't interrupt him to speak.

"I guess she definitely can't tell the difference. We swapped identities. The only people who can tell us apart from our lousy dad are each other."

Jiang Si raised his head and exhaled a puff of smoke, which slowly dissipated in the air.

His lips parted slightly, "You pretend to be me and spend two days in Kyoto with Jiang Zhuo and the others."

Jiang Si's tone sounded like an order and could not be refused.

"Huh?" Jiang Huai sneered, "You're not mistaken, are you? I'm here to arrest you. What do you take me for? A stand-in? A smokescreen?"