The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

The primary school that Simi Li attended was called Jinling Teng Primary School, and its full name was Jinling Tengqing Primary School.

The education in this private aristocratic school may not be the most outstanding in Jiangbei.

But definitely the most expensive, with the highest tuition fees.

It was Director Xia's idea to send rice grains here, and he wanted to give her the best in the world since she was a child.

This parent-child activity lasted from morning to night.

When Jiang Tong arrived with the millet in his arms, luxury cars and crowds of people were already rushing by the gate of Tengxiao.

Lin Xiaoyan drives a Mercedes-Benz S business car, a luxury car worth more than 200 million yuan, which is inconspicuous even here.

"Nowadays, people have a strong sense of comparison. They can't wait to throw a jewelry building on their own children."

Lin Xiaoyan sighed with emotion.

Such parent-child activities, nominally to enhance the relationship between parents and children, often take a lot of effort to show the glamorous side.

The matter of face also falls on the adults.

Just as Jiang Tong got out of the car, there was a sound of surprise.

"Jiang Tong?"

Hearing the sound, she saw a tall woman in a chiffon shirt with a small stand-up collar and a bowknot, and white-washed jeans, who was leading her own child and looked at Jiang Tong unexpectedly.

The woman's name is Li Shi.

The last time Jiang Tong went to the Huang family's banquet, he met her. She was the wife of Huang Hongkun, the youngest son of the Huang family.

"Are you here too?"

Jiang Tong smiled and nodded.

Looking at this beautiful and sexy high school classmate, Jiang Tong felt a little bit embarrassed.

I thought we parted that night and we would never see each other again.

As a result, at the parent-child meeting today, I met Li Shi again.

Li Shi was surprised. The moment he saw Jiang Tong, he immediately remembered the surprise that Jiang Tong brought to everyone at the last class reunion.

"I should call you Young Master now, right?"

Li Shi was smiling but not smiling, his eyes were bright.

Jiang Tong spread out his hands: "Just call me Jiang Tong."

For these former classmates, Jiang Tong always has the greatest kindness.

"Does Huang Hongkun still dare to bully you now?" Jiang Tong asked with a smile.

Li Shi said helplessly:
"Since that night, Huang Hongkun has been scared when he saw me, and he hasn't come out of the confinement until now."

"The entire Huang family is short of accepting me as an ancestor. Even my father is very polite when he sees me, and he is not used to it."

Li Shi said with a complicated expression.

All of this was brought by the man in front of him.

"That's good." Jiang Tong nodded slightly: "Huang Youqin is a smart person, as long as he doesn't intentionally seek death, he will treat my words as an imperial decree."

Jiang Tong left with the millet in his arms.

Li Shi quickly said: "Jiang Tong, Yaya is not my child, she belongs to my aunt's family..."

After finishing speaking, Li Shi regretted it in her heart.

She didn't know why she wanted to explain this.

But looking at Jiang Tong's leaving back, he didn't stop at all, with bitterness in his mouth.

On the huge playground, many adults are playing games with their children.

The winner can get some gadgets as rewards from the school.

"Master, I'll just take Mi Li over there to play."

Since Lin Xiaoyan came in, his devil-like figure has attracted countless attentions.

Some even took the initiative to strike up a conversation. While speaking, intentionally or unintentionally, they showed off their million-dollar watches.

Regarding this, Lin Xiaoyan just squinted her beautiful eyes, and said a word coldly: "Get lost!"

This rich lady of the Lin family has countless suitors, such as executives of multinational companies, financial elites, and the rich second generation of Hong Kong Island.

Facing the pursuit of many people, she did not lower her eyes.

Soon Lin Xiaoyan joined the game with Simi Li in his arms, and all the men around him took part in it.

Jiang Tong couldn't laugh or cry.

If he was just an ordinary person, as he was seven years ago, when he saw a stunner like Lin Xiaoyan, he might start a stalking pursuit like everyone else.

But now, he is a god of martial arts, with supernatural powers in his hands, what kind of woman he has never seen.

Cultivation is an evolutionary journey from low-level life to high-level life.

Just like an ordinary master of energy, compared with ordinary people, his body is stronger, he is immune to all diseases, and he can travel hundreds of miles a day.

Live well into your 90s, casually.

And when one's cultivation reaches Huajin, one can release one's inner strength to the outside, just like a martial arts master, crossing a river with one reed, pinching gold and breaking iron are all easy.

It's easy to live to be more than 100 years old.

When you reach Hejin, you become a real person, and you have already surpassed the scope of ordinary life. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are reborn, and it is not an exaggeration to wash the scriptures and cut the marrow.

Jiang Tong saw the longest-lived Martial Daoist, who was over 150 years old and had survived since the late Qing Dynasty.

It can be said that it spans two eras.

As for Wu Dao Hua Shen.

From the eyes of mortals, Zao is no different from a god.

After reaching the realm of transforming gods, people generally choose their future spouse, and almost no longer use appearance as a criterion.

No family background, background, knowledge, or even an unparalleled appearance became unimportant.

At least the other half of Huashen should be at the peak of Hejin, or at the same level.

Otherwise, after a hundred years, when the partner turns into a piece of loess, the god of transformation will still exist.

Isn't it that heaven and man are separated, and there is no taste anymore?

Just like a marriage in the secular world, it pays attention to the right family, and everyone has similar identities.

Jiang Tong had already planned in his heart, and after obtaining the approval of Director Xia, he would teach her the exercises.

With his current ability, it is easy to push Director Xia to Hejin cultivation base, and he can do it with a snap of his fingers.

So Jiang Tong is not without desires and desires, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he always has the body and mentality of this age.

Faced with all kinds of stunning surroundings, one will naturally be moved.

Only after calming down, these thoughts were thrown out of the mind.

If only a mortal.

No matter how beautiful and cold you are, and the country and the city, a hundred years later, you will still turn into a pink skeleton.

And at that time, Jiang Tong might have already broken through to become a god, standing on the top of the world, overlooking all living beings from above.

was thinking.

An uproar not far away interrupted Jiang Tong's thoughts.

Looking up, Xiao Mili had a dispute with other people, and the two children confronted each other, fighting each other.

Many adults stood on the sidelines and watched, and bursts of exclamation and uproar came from time to time.

But looking at the rice grains, her small face was flushed, and her two big eyes were filled with tears.

Lin Xiaoyan is not easy to come forward to conflicts between children.

"Hmph, you broke my skirt, I want you to pay for it."

I saw a seven or eight-year-old girl with her hands on her hips, full of momentum, and on her wrist was a Hermès pink series children's commemorative watch.

The price of such a children's watch is as high as more than 70.

The shoes under the feet are Mauro Leone strapped Roman shoes from Milan, which are specially bought from abroad.

The whole body is dressed in a suit, close to more than 100 million.

Even in such a noble school, it belongs to the top level.

"Hmph, I think you, a country bumpkin and a poor ghost, can't afford it." The little girl sneered.

Millet yelled out:
"You're talking nonsense, my father is rich, he can afford it."

The little girl was full of disdain:
"No matter how rich you are, can you be as rich as my father? My father is the chairman of Jinling Securities Group, with a net worth of tens of billions."

This statement came out.

The pot exploded around, and many adults exclaimed in their mouths...