Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Xi Jiu gave a faint 'hmm' and threw the bloody towel to him.

Gong Qi took the towel and put it on his arm, not caring whether the spotless white clothes were stained or not.

"Patriarch, the medicine bath is ready. Do you want to..."

"No need." Xi Jiu's voice was colder than usual, and there was a hint of hoarseness like a beast.

A bit of worry appeared in Gong Qi's smiling eyes.

"Patriarch," he pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses, "you have just fought with wild beasts, and your mind is unstable due to the killing. If you don't suppress it with medicinal baths, it is easy to lose control with the strength you practice..."

"The palace rises."

Xi Jiu said blankly, "How long have you been at Xi's house?"

"eleven years."

Xi Jiu: "In the past eleven years, have I ever lost control?"

"..." Gong Qi shook his head slowly, "No. Except for that time ten years ago... the head of the family has never lost control. It's just..."

Xi Jiu didn't speak.

He took out his mobile phone and clicked into the WeChat chat window, his cold and tyrannical black eyes gradually softened.

"The thing that can make me lose control in this world is never strength."

Gong Qi was taken aback.

He glanced at the chat box on Xi Jiu's phone screen, and smiled when he saw the name on it.

"It seems that the head of the family has found a better way to cultivate the mind." Gong Qi's gold-rimmed glasses glowed.

Xi Jiu gave him a meaningful look, and walked upstairs with long legs.

Gong Qi followed immediately.

...

Xi Jiu walked into the bedroom and went straight to the cloakroom with big strides.

He stretched out his long arms and opened the door of the cloakroom.

Seeing his movements, Gong Qi asked: "It's so late, is the master going out?"

Xi Jiu didn't speak.

He stared at the cloakroom, his handsome eyebrows slowly furrowed.

There was a hint of doubt on Gong Qi's smiling face.

He was about to ask, when Xi Jiu suddenly spoke.

"Who designed these clothes?"

Gong Qi: "?"

"Why is it all black?" Xi Jiu asked.

Gong Qi: "... Patriarch, the styles and colors of these clothes are all selected by you."

Xi Jiu's eyebrows twitched, and she turned her head slowly, looking at him with cold eyes motionless.

"..." Gong Qi felt a chill down his back.

He maintained a decent smile without changing his expression, "I just made a mistake just now. I chose the styles of these clothes."

Xi Jiu showed satisfaction.

"Go and order some new suits and let them deliver them tomorrow."

Gong Qi: "Yes. It's just the Patriarch, what style do you want?"

"style?"

Xi Jiu thought for a while, turned on the phone, clicked into Ruan Qi's WeChat Moments, randomly found a photo of her wearing a small skirt, and slapped Gong Qi on the face.

"A style that matches her."

...

"Ah Choo!"

Ruan Qi sneezed hard.

She rubbed her nose, took out a tissue and wiped it.

"What's wrong? Is it a cold?" On the other end of the video, Shen Wenqian looked worried.

"No." Ruan Qi shook her head, "Someone should be talking about me."

Shen Wenqian: "It's fine if you don't have a cold. Drink some hot water later. There is still half an hour of public service announcements. Remember to post on Weibo when the time comes."

Ruan Qi obediently agreed.

"Also," Shen Wenqian continued, "I've found all the media you asked me to find. Ruan Xiaoqi, what are you going to do? Deal with Lin Jian?"

Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes were curved, revealing a sweet smile.

"Brother Shen, you can watch a good show tomorrow."

——*——*——

The public service advertisements shot by Ruan Qi and Lin Jian were very effective, and they attracted a lot of fans from passers-by.

Marshmallow and Lin Jian fans are very happy. After all, it is a special honor to be officially appointed to appear in a public service advertisement.

Especially Lin Jian fans, frantically forwarding public service advertisements.

Do you think that the first family of Huaguo is just rich in money? Da Xi is a hidden person.