Chapter 93 Watching a movie - "The City God is my ancestor, it turns out I am the Nth generation of gods"

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This time, Wu Jiang did not refuse. With the current relationship between the two of them, there was no need to argue.

Just thinking about this made Wu Jiang angry. Even if his car didn't use much gas and charging didn't cost much, Liu Hang didn't even think about it, and he was upset.

Moreover, for his family's affairs, Zhao Ankun traveled half of China from south to north, but in the end, he only gave him 20,000 yuan and sent him off as a beggar.

However, Zhao Ankun didn't say anything, and Wu Jiang couldn't speak either.

Wu Jiang first drove Zhao Ankun back home, and the two made an appointment to meet again when they had time. Afterwards, Wu Jiang drove back to his residence.

I have made an appointment with Ruan Boyun to get together at his house in the evening. I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I just want to take a rest at home.

Although Wu Jiang looked the same on the outside as usual, only he knew that the injury he suffered last night would not be easy to recover from.

After returning to his residence, Wu Jiang simply washed up and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already four-thirty in the afternoon. He looked at his phone and there was a message from Li Yueya on it.

Wu Jiang washed his face, picked up the car keys, and shouted into the next room: "Nian Nian, let's go, let's go see your parents!"

"Here we come!" The little girl ran out from next door excitedly. Obviously, she was very happy to be able to see her parents.

When he went downstairs, he called Li Yueya and asked her to wait for him at the gate of the community.

When Wu Jiang arrived, he saw Li Yueya standing there from a distance.

She still has neat short hair, which makes her face more delicate and charming, perfectly fitting her lively and cheerful temperament. She also holds a rolled-up calligraphy and painting in her hand.

As soon as she got in the car, Li Yueya stared at Wu Jiang and said angrily: "You damn pig head, why didn't you reply to my message?"

Wu Jiang replied casually, "I was sleeping, so I didn't hear you. What is that in your hand?"

Li Yueya snorted and then said: "It's a gift. This is a calligraphy that my father asked the president of our Greentown Calligraphy Association to write. Xiao Jiangzi, you won't be celebrating the New Year and go to other people's homes empty-handed, right?"

Wu Jiang raised his eyebrows and smiled smugly: "What other gifts should I bring? Isn't the talisman I drew myself to ward off evil spirits and avoid disasters more fragrant than the calligraphy of the president of some association? Besides, for Brother Ruan and Sister Qin, it is the best gift for me to bring them with you."

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