After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 32: A Little Bit of Knowledge

Jiang Shiyuan, who was tossing and turning in bed at the moment, had no idea that Fang Lansheng had gone all the way back to the Garden Hotel just for him, only to come back empty-handed.

He also didn't know that his identity as "Shennong", a senior agent of the Military Control Commission, had been known by Fang Lansheng, although it was only a matter of time.

Jiang Shiyuan let out a long sigh, digesting the important discovery in the study, and scratched his hair in annoyance.

The hair, which was already a little messy, now looked like a bird's nest.

She stayed like this in a daze, half asleep and half awake until dawn.

Then Jiang Shiyuan simply lifted the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the window, pulled open the heavy curtains, and let the morning sun fill the entire room.

"Second Miss, are you awake?" Aunt Feng tiptoed into the room.

She saw Jiang Shiyuan coming out of the bathroom with huge panda eyes and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Jiang Shiyuan rubbed his red eyes and forced a smile.

"It's okay. Maybe I dreamed about some messy things last night, so I didn't sleep well."

"You are just too tired. You read in the study until midnight last night, and you have to get up early today to go to the hospital. How can your body bear it?"

Mother Feng said distressedly, "How about you ask for leave from the hospital today and have a good rest for a day?"

"No, there is an important patient who needs treatment today, and I can't take a leave." Jiang Shiyuan shook his head and rejected Feng Ma's kindness.

She walked to the dressing table, picked up an ivory comb, and combed her messy hair intermittently.

"Oh, Miss, you are just working too hard!" Aunt Feng shook her head helplessly and turned to help her choose clothes in the closet.

When Feng Ma saw the colorful black cabinet, she was also a little dumbfounded. This was really difficult for her...

"Mrs. Feng, please stop being picky. I'll just wear the cheongsam I wore yesterday!"

"Oh, okay!" Aunt Feng felt relieved instantly and helped her tidy up the black velvet cheongsam with pink Phalaenopsis embroidered on the hem hanging on the hanger.

Jiang Shiyuan quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and went downstairs with his bag.

As she got up late, she didn't have time to have breakfast.

So Chen Xiangyun quickly asked Feng Ma to make a simple sandwich for her to eat on the road.

Jiang Shiyuan thanked him repeatedly, took the sandwich, picked up the pearl handbag, and rushed out the door in a hurry.

"Second Miss, please slow down and be careful not to trip!" Aunt Feng chased to the door and warned loudly.

Chen Xiangyun, who was sitting at the dining table and leisurely drinking coffee, looked at Jiang Shiyuan who left in a hurry and shook her head helplessly.

"Hey, this girl is always different every day, she has no fixed temper..."

As usual, it was the driver Xiao Zhang who took her to the Sacred Heart Hospital. After the cold face and scolding on the road last night, Xiao Zhang has learned his lesson.

He was very well-behaved when driving and didn't dare to talk casually.

After Jiang Shiyuan finished his sandwich, he was able to take a short rest in the car.

She arrived at the top floor of the Garden Hotel on time at 8:30 and ran into Fang Lansheng who was just opening the door.

"Miss Jiang, did you not sleep well last night?"

"Boss Fang, did you not sleep well last night?"

The two of them stared at the very obvious bruise under each other's eyes and asked at the same time with tacit understanding.

"How do you know?" Fang Lansheng subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of his eyes.

"Hahaha, your dark circles are almost falling to your chin!" Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but teasing him.

Fang Lansheng would never suffer a loss either, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Ms. Jiang is no less impressive, someone who doesn't know would think you are wearing the popular French smoky makeup!"

At this point, both of them burst into laughter at the same time.

"Boss Fang, please come in quickly. Don't stand there stupidly at the door." Jiang Shiyuan reacted immediately, opened the door, and stepped aside to let Fang Lansheng in.

"Sorry to bother you, Miss Jiang." Fang Lansheng nodded slightly and followed Jiang Shiyuan into the room.

"Please sit anywhere." Jiang Shiyuan pointed to the sofa, then turned around and poured him a glass of water.

"Drink some water first. I'll prepare the dressing supplies."

Fang Lansheng nodded, took the cup of water and said thank you.

"You don't look well. Is your wound hurting again?" Jiang Shiyuan asked with concern.

"Well, it's okay during the day, but it hurts a lot at night..."

Fang Lansheng confessed very honestly, with a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

Jiang Shiyuan took out a small medicine box and skillfully changed Fang Lansheng's medicine.

It turned out that his wound showed some signs of cracking, and she frowned and scolded him for being so careless.

Fang Lansheng admitted that she accidentally injured the wound when she was performing Yu Ji's sword dance at the Lyceum Theatre yesterday afternoon.

And he had come to her last night for help, and happened to catch her returning home.

Jiang Shiyuan nodded after hearing this, "I see, that's really not a coincidence..."

"Hiss..." When Jiang Shiyuan wiped the wound with a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, Fang Lansheng couldn't help but take a breath.

"Hold on, it will be over soon. Why is Boss Fang acting like a little girl today?" Jiang Shiyuan teased as he quickened his movements.

She carefully helped Fang Lansheng clean the blood scab on the wound, then reapplied a small amount of sulfa powder, and finally bandaged it carefully with gauze.

"Okay, you're done!"

Jiang Shiyuan packed up the medicine box and looked up, only to see Fang Lansheng staring at him intently with a hint of inquiry and... appreciation in his eyes?

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Jiang Shiyuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and reached out to touch his bare face.

"No, I just think... you are very special." Fang Lansheng retracted his gaze and said indifferently.

"Special?" Jiang Shiyuan raised his eyebrows, "What's special about it?"

"I can't explain it, it's just a feeling." Fang Lansheng shook his head, obviously not wanting to explain too much.

"Okay..." Jiang Shiyuan shrugged and didn't ask any more questions, but he felt that Fang Lansheng was a little strange today.

"By the way, thank you for the butterfly pastry you gave me yesterday. It was really delicious!" Fang Lansheng suddenly changed the subject and said with a smile.

"You're welcome. As long as you like it!" Jiang Shiyuan also laughed.

"Actually, I've seen you perform Farewell My Concubine before, and I still remember the elegant and dashing look of Concubine Yu."

Jiang Shiyuan said casually while tidying up the medicine box on the coffee table.

"There is also the finishing touch of the board-style singing design, and the carefully choreographed sword dance of Yu Ji is even more amazing!" Jiang Shiyuan continued to add with a smile as beautiful as a flower.

Upon hearing this, Fang Lansheng felt as if she had met a close friend, and there was more appreciation and closeness in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Shiyuan.

"Ms. Jiang, you're too kind. I just try my best to portray every stage role well." Fang Lansheng said modestly.

"But in order to perform this sword dance well, I specially learned Tai Chi sword from a martial arts master in Shanghai."

"You actually learned Tai Chi sword. Boss Fang, you are amazing. I feel like you really put a lot of effort into every performance you put in!"

"Especially the sword dance, which combines both hardness and softness, and perfectly displays Yu Ji's tenderness, heroic spirit and fearlessness of death!" Jiang Shiyuan praised sincerely.

"I didn't expect that Miss Jiang also studies Peking Opera?" Fang Lansheng looked at her with some surprise.

Jiang Shiyuan smiled and said, "I only know the basics. I have listened to various famous operas performed by my father since I was a child, so I have at least some appreciation of opera..."

He originally thought that a rich girl who studied abroad like Jiang Shiyuan would prefer to listen to romantic pop songs.

Unexpectedly, she also understood Peking Opera and could give such insightful comments, which made Fang Lansheng look at her with even greater respect.

"By the way, Boss Fang, try not to perform any pieces that involve big movements these days, so as not to further aggravate the wound." Jiang Shiyuan advised him carefully.

Fang Lansheng put on the sleeves of his long gown, stood up neatly, and smiled helplessly.

"Well, it's not up to me. It's all up to the owner and the general manager of the theater. I just have to obey the arrangements and sing my play well..."

Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but look sympathetic, "It turns out that Peking Opera celebrities like Boss Fang have no choice!"

"Then how about our Jiang Mansion taking over the Lanhu Opera Company and letting me be your boss?"

Fang Lansheng: “???”