He killed someone and fled, but after being recognized by a wealthy family, he went crazy and starte

The servant, who had not yet left, was so frightened when she heard this that she almost fell to her knees.

Second Miss, this greeting really touches the heart.

Upon hearing this, Thomson Aviva's face twisted, and the hatred in his heart was ignited again. He sneered and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Jian Jinge looked at her strangely. "Ms. Thomson Aviva, did you misunderstand something? I'm not worried about you. I'm just curious."

He paused for a second and added, "Your reading comprehension is as superficial as you are. I suggest you read more books."

Miss Thompson Aviva: ...

Maid: ...

Why did she hesitate just now? Is it too late to leave now?

Designer: …

He seems to have heard a huge piece of news. Will he be silenced?

Assistant Designers: ...

I really want to play dead.

The Seventh Young Master Jian Jiahe's face darkened. "Jian Jinge, you are also a girl, can't you be more polite? You are rubbing salt into another girl's wounds and feel what she feels. Don't you think your behavior is very uncultured?"

"I'm just curious about Miss Thomson Aviva's mental state. Why did you add salt to the wound? Mr. Jian, you two are indeed a couple. Your understanding ability is exactly the same and shallow." Jian Jinge shook his head and sighed.

Not wanting to waste any more time with them, he looked around the house and finally fixed his eyes on a man with a rather feminine temperament. "Are you the designer?"

"Hello, I am designer Yun Qing. Are you Miss Jian Er?" Designer Yun Qing bowed gracefully.

"Ah."

Yun Qing got the answer and smiled even more cordially. He pointed to the clothes lined up on the side and said, "These are the latest styles of the season. Second Miss, take a look and see if there's anything you like."

"I'm here today mainly to tailor a dress for you. Please tell me your preferred style and color, or if you have any other requirements for the dress, you can tell me."

The Seventh Young Master Jian Jiahe couldn't bear to see his fiancée being looked down upon in such a way. His expression suddenly turned very bad, and his cold eyes shot straight at the designer, "Yun Qing, do you look down on my fiancée?"

Yun Qing's expression froze, his old habit of being obsessed with looks came back. He touched his nose with a guilty conscience and smiled awkwardly, "Seventh Master Jian, I don't mean to look down on Miss Thomson Aviva.

But Old Master Jian has ordered that Second Miss Jian's dress be taken and tailored before the banquet begins. Time is really tight, so I dare not delay."

When Thomson Aviva heard the word "dinner party", his eyes narrowed slightly, "Brother Jiahe, what do you mean by dinner party?"

"Next week, grandpa has arranged a family reunion dinner." The seventh young master, Jian Jiashao, didn't really want to talk about it and summarized it directly in one sentence.

Thomson Aviva glanced at Jian Jinge, her heart moved. After a while, she said, "Brother Jiahe, since this is Grandpa Jian's arrangement, we should not embarrass the designer."

Jian Jinge was surprised.

She suddenly changed from being unruly to being considerate.

Is it possible that the sun rises from the west today?

Or maybe he had some new ideas. Jian Jinge looked at the backs of the two people leaving, his eyes flashing.

After half an hour,

After measuring the size, Jian Jinge selected a few more sets of clothes.

As for those teachers.

She asked the maid to go directly to them to get the scheduled class schedule.

Jian Jinge took a quick glance, paying special attention to the martial arts instructor's schedule and glancing over the rest.

She just threw the timetable aside.

The chef just came out with a bowl of noodles, looking dazed.

The chef’s inner thoughts: He seemed to have violated the family rules, but also seemed not to have. However, housekeeper Meng not only did not punish him, he also said that it was up to the Second Young Lady to do as she pleased!

Was it the way he got up today that was wrong?

Or did he take his left foot first when he went out today, and the world started to become magical?

Jian Jinge ignored the servants' confused, frightened, curious and life-doubting looks, finished his meal and went back to his room.

As soon as he placed his hand on the door handle, he paused slightly and looked down at the door, where there was an old iron box.

Jian Jinge bent down, took the things into the house, and closed the door.

Flash into the Wanjie Bookstore.

Continue the difficult journey of learning the "Phantom Dance".

Time passed little by little, night fell, and everything was quiet.

A new day is coming quietly.

Jian Jinge dragged his tired body and lay down on the bed.

Closed his eyes peacefully.

Sleepiness soon invaded her mind.

She felt as if she had forgotten something important...

...What did you forget?

So sleepy... (￣..￣)

...(°°)～

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