Chapter 1499

Park Shixun stood on the edge of the cliff, his suit and coat making a noise by the strong wind. The green mountains in the distance have all turned into a undulating line, with no head and tail visible.

The waves under his feet rolled rocks and made a huge collision sound. Park Shixun squeezed his fist white, as if resisting the impulse in his heart to jump down from here.

"Young man -" a low voice came from behind.

Surprised, park Shixun quickly turned back and looked behind him.

A thin and thin old man came out of the darkness. The outline was not clear at first, but park Shixun's face stiffened as he approached.

Mr. Jiang? How did he get here?

Mr. Jiang didn't come alone. He also brought a housekeeper and bodyguard. However, he supported both of them.

Mr. Jiang walked towards Pu Shixun with his hands on his back. When he came in front of him, he stretched out his head and looked, "Yo, it's you."

There are only a handful of people who can be remembered by his current status.

Park Shixun looked around and asked, "Why are you here so late?"

Mr. Jiang looked up and sighed, "yes, it's so late."

Park Shixun waited for each other's words.

Mr. Jiang lowered his head and looked kindly at the handsome young man in front of him: "the people who came here in the middle of the night have no more than two purposes, either to miss or to end. I belong to the first kind. Noble man, what kind are you?"

At Lou Shicheng's hundred day banquet, the old man recognized Pu Shixun as a noble person of the Chiang family, so he took a word in his name to replace the child's name.

Park Shixun quickly loosened the palm of his cold sweat and left the fence of the cliff decisively.

"I'm neither. I don't miss it or want to end it."

Master Jiang smiled knowingly, "that's something on your mind?"

Park Shixun hesitated for a moment: "it's true!"

Mr. Jiang raised the radian of the corner of his mouth: "what can make you come here to think will not be simple."

Park Shixun pursed his lips. He didn't know whether he was perfunctory or comforting himself: "nothing, it will be fine in a while."

"Noble man, East Asia says big or small, but you and I met in this place. In a word, your fate is not shallow."

Park Shixun smiled quietly, didn't say anything, but replied in his heart: I'm not just destined for you?

"Old man, you are too modest. It's my honor to meet you."

"Hey ~ ~ this is not a banquet or a negotiation table. Everyone should be casual. I'm not modest. Don't stretch yourself, will you?" The old man grinned and nodded to park Shixun.

The sea breeze blew his hair. Park Shixun stretched out his hand and smoothed his hair: "you are the biggest here. You have the final say."

They were silent for a while. Master Jiang took the lead in asking, "I dare ask you, what kind of trouble have you met?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. It just takes some time."

"Hehe, don't you believe me?"

Park Shixun breathed a white fog: "you misunderstood. It's not distrust, but I'm not used to sharing my heart with others."

Master Jiang pondered for a moment and said slowly, "since you don't want to say it, I'll guess for myself."

Park Shixun is a little speechless. Are the Chiang family so gossip?

When the strong wind hit, I saw old man Jiang fishing in the wind.

This move stunned Park Shixun. What are you doing?

Master Jiang spread out his hand. Park Shixun looked intently and found an ordinary dead grass branch in his hand.

"Plants and trees have their own heart. Why do you want beauty to break? It's always sentimental but ruthlessly annoyed." Mr. Jiang turned to park Shixun and sighed, "am I right?"

Park Shixun's scalp was numb, and he suddenly felt that master Jiang was even more terrible than Xiaoman.

Xiaoman relies on data, but the old man relies on... The plum blossom is easy to count that everything can be divined and calculated.

Park Shixun was stunned for a long time and completely admired the old man: "you really impressed me."

"Hehe, it's just a small skill." The old man threw the withered grass aside and said, "would you like to open your heart to me now?"

It's all here. What can park Shixun do if he doesn't want to? No matter how hard his mouth is, he can't stand it. The old man can count by himself. If anything else is calculated, it's bad.

Old man Jiang seemed to see through his mind: "wantonly prying into the secrets of heaven is to lose his life. My old man hasn't lived enough."

Park Shixun couldn't help but respect him: "you're right. It's really the intention of falling flowers to be ruthless."

"I thought it was a big deal. Tell me what kind of girl you like and introduce some to you later. Why do you worry so much?"

Park Shixun burst out laughing: "old man, there's no need."

"Don't be polite to me. You are a noble person in our family. Helping you is helping ourselves."

Seeing that the old man was determined to introduce himself to someone, park Shixun said meaningfully: "I'm afraid I like the type, you don't have it."

"What do you say?"

Park Shixun said half true and half false, "I'm afraid you don't know. I only like the girl in other people's arms."

Mr. Jiang opened his mouth: "I'm not old. How can I develop such a strange hobby?"

Park Shixun bowed his head and smiled: "isn't it incredible?"

Mr. Jiang said slowly, "I'm afraid the girl you like is in someone else's arms now, isn't it?"

Park Shixun's Adam's apple slid up and down twice, as if to swallow the bitterness in his mouth.

"You must like that girl very much?"

"What if you like it? Get rid of her husband, get rid of everyone around her? And take her for yourself?"

"If you can make that girl willingly commit herself to you, why not?"

Park Shixun frowned. Did the old guy instigate him to forcibly occupy civilian women in a disguised form?

Park Shixun then heard the old man continue: "you are not afraid of failure, but afraid that after success, the girl may not be willing to play harmoniously with you."

"Maybe..."

Park Shixun took out the cigarette box from his pocket, shook out one at random, put his hands together and lit the fire.

The fog overflowed along his thin lips. Seeing that old Jiang had been staring at himself, park Shixun subconsciously raised the cigarette in his finger: "do you mind?"

Mr. Jiang hated iron but not steel: "who said I don't mind? I've seen you for a long time. Why don't you have any eyesight? I don't know. Give me one too?"

Park Shixun: "

Two clusters of sparks lit up in the dark. Park Shixun looked at the old man Jiang, who wanted to suck back the smoke he vomited. Weakly, he handed over the whole cigarette box: "it's all for you."

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