Chapter 912

Jiang wanting curled up to Jiang Xi, stopped three steps away from him, with a faint fragrance floating into Su Kui's nasal cavity, her eyebrows slightly frowning, "I wonder if Mr. Jiang would like to take it in?" Biting the lower lip, I still feel pity.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Jiang Xun, who was silent, and cried, "I was robbed of all my money when I arrived in Shanghai at the beginning of yesterday. Now I don't even have a place to live. I've heard about Mr. Jiang for a long time, and I know that Mr. Jiang is a caretaker. That's why I dare to come here to commit myself, Mr. Jiang..."

"Hiss --"

Su Kui rubbed his cheek, covered his face with a sour expression, and Jiang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "what's the matter? Toothache? "

"Well, nothing, nothing I just think that Miss Jiang has a delicate voice and a delicate language. She should have a great family. How can your family rest assured that you will come to a strange city alone? " Su Kui blinked and asked curiously.

When Jiang Wan's face changed, she took a sad look at Su Kui, as if she was silently criticizing her for deliberately exposing people's scars. Then she looked at Jiang Xun with tears in her eyes, and answered the question, "heaven forbid me, I'm the only one left in my family now, because my mother taught me to sing and dance when I was young, so I thought, stay in Bailemen to sing and find a place to live. Mr. Jiang pity, please accept me "!"

Jiang Xi looks down at his manicured nails. His eyelashes are long and clear, and his roots are clear. His eyes are clear and moist, but he can't see any emotion.

In a hurry, Jiang Wan immediately pulled off his dress and fell on his knees. "Mr. Jiang, if you don't take me in, I'm in such a big Shanghai City, and I really have no way to go!"

"There's more than one hundred music hall in Shanghai, Miss Jiang," Jiang said, leaning back two steps, covering his nose with a veil and drooping his eyes.

Su Kui glanced at Jiang Zhuo curiously. The man just said that Bailemen was short of singers and dancers. He had to pull her to have a look, but now he was not worried?

Is it really necessary to push out the women who look like the pillars of the platform to the competitors?

Jiangxihe doesn't care if Su Kui looks at her. Her eyes are shining.

Su Kui suddenly, right, this man is Jiang Xie! Is there anything else he can't see through? If he wants to know, every move of the whole Shanghai city can't escape his ears and eyes.

Or did he see through Jiang Wan's ulterior motives? It's true to be robbed of money by gangsters. It's not false to take the opportunity to climb up several dignitaries in Bailemen. It's not impossible to see the appearance of Jiang Xie.

However, it's not uncommon for the girls and dancers who enter the dance hall to have such an idea.

When Jiang Wan listens, is this the meaning of pursuing a guest order? "His face is white," Mr. Jiang! I've heard of Mr. Jiang's fame since I was in Suzhou. I know that Mr. Jiang has never been in the same boat with such things. If it's not forced and helpless, it's hopeless. What kind of woman from a good family would like to be a dancer in public? Please take pity on me, Mr. Jiang, a helpless, displaced and weak woman. Take me in! "

These words are not allowed to stop, words have been choked.

Jiang Pei listened quietly, walked around Jiang Wan to the sofa, even beckoned Su Kui, "cat, come and sit." Leisurely took the kettle to pour Su Kui a cup of warm tea, and casually said, "you don't have to flatter me, I really don't have what you said so aboveboard."