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It wasn¡¯t until they reached the underground parking lot that Zhou Ang let go of his hand and carefully placed him in the passenger seat.
"Zhou Ang! Do you know that tomorrow I will become the object of gossip in the whole company?" Jiang Yan patted the leather seat angrily.
Zhou Ang got into the car, turned around, and looked at her seriously.
"I think you are too optimistic. Today, you are already."
"you you!"
Jiang Yan pointed at Zhou Ang and was speechless.
How could there be such a shameless man in the world, knowing clearly that she would be discussed, yet still being so high-profile!
If someone was secretly photographed in the past, Zhou Ang might be the unlucky one.
But now they have withdrawn from the circle, and they still used her as the reason for withdrawing.
The person on the cusp of the storm turned out to be her!
"Okay, fasten your seat belt and let me take you home."
Jiang Yan sighed and fastened his seat belt angrily.
The car stopped in front of Jiang's house.
Jiang Yan opened the car door and was about to leave, but his wrist was pulled again.
"Won't you invite me in to sit down?"
Jiang Yan almost lost his breath, but finally suppressed his anger and smiled, "No!"
After saying that, he was about to leave.
After taking just a few steps, footsteps came from behind.
"Hey, please understand, I didn't ask you to come in!" Jiang Yan stopped in front of the door.
"I'm here to see my father-in-law." Zhou Ang raised his hand and shook the gift bag in his hand.
"My dad is not here now."
"Then I'll go in and wait."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door clicked and opened from the inside.
The housekeeper stuck his head out and said in surprise: "Miss? Mr. Zhou? How could it be you?"
Zhou Ang took a long step and strode in.
"If you don't open the door early, you won't open it late. Why should you open the door at this time?"
Jiang Yan was so angry that the housekeeper scratched his head in confusion, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, just entertain the guests."
"Treat these four people well" she said very hard, but the housekeeper didn't hear it at all.
"yes."
It¡¯s you, a big-headed ghost!
Jiang Yan ignored Zhou Ang who was sitting in the living room, quickly went upstairs, threw himself on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover his head.
What a sin!
She was carried out of the office. How will the employees of the company look at her tomorrow?
"Dong dong dong."
Jiang Yan did not move and raised his voice: "What's wrong?"
"Miss, Mr. Zhou said he wanted to come up and see you."
"Just tell him that I'm fine, and he doesn't need to look!"
This is her home, can¡¯t she still make the decision?
"Yeah?"
The man's voice sounded, right next to his ear.
"Wow!"
The quilt covering his head was torn off.
Jiang Yan suppressed his blush under the quilt, and his hair was a little messy. He was already very angry, but when he looked up, he saw a plate in his hand.
Her favorite mango pudding is placed on top, exuding an alluring fragrance.
"Would you like to eat?" The man's eyes were filled with smiles.
Jiang Yan thought for a second. In this case, of course he must decisively refuse! Does she seem such a spineless person?
"eat!"
She took the spoon and took a bite. The sweet taste filled her mouth.
"Are you still angry?"
Jiang Yan nodded, "Of course."
"Then what can you do to calm down?" Zhou Ang looked at her with a smile.
Jiang Yan thought hard, "At least two more puddings are needed."
"no problem."
After eating three puddings, Jiang Yan felt much happier.
Since everyone in the company has seen it, it¡¯s useless for her to worry about it anymore. Just let them gossip, and she won¡¯t lose a piece of meat anyway.
Zhou Ang sat on the chair and looked around, "So your boudoir looks like this."
"How is it? Is it beautiful?"
The princess-like pink color was her favorite in her previous life.
Although I have relived my life, some preferences are engraved in my bones and cannot be changed for a while.
Zhou Ang shook his head, "General."
Jiang Yan punched him, "What do you know? This is standard equipment for a princess!"
"By the way, let me show you something." Jiang Yan got off the bed, paused, and pulled out a large cardboard box from under the bed.
Zhou Ang raised his eyebrows, "It turns out that the princess has a good habit of hiding things under the bed."
Jiang Yan ignored him and rummaged through the box, "But it's been many years, I don't know if it's still there, maybe it was thrown away by Mother Liu a long time ago."
"What is it?" Zhou Ang also squatted down and turned along with him.
"Some letters."
After searching for a long time, I couldn¡¯t find the so-called letter.
"Butler!" Jiang Yan stood up and went to find the butler.
Ten minutes later, the housekeeper came upstairs with a cardboard box, "Miss, all the letters collected at home are here. I wonder if they have the ones you mentioned."
"Put it down and I'll look for it myself."
Those letters were written to her elder brother when she was a child, but she thought they were too childish at the time, so she kept them to herself instead of sending them out.
But it¡¯s a good thing I didn¡¯t give them away, otherwise these things would have fallen into the hands of that scumbag Zhou Hao.
Zhou Ang came over, picked up one, glanced at it a few times, and laughed out loud, "Are these what you wrote to me?"
"What's so funny? How old was I at that time Don't you want to read it? If not, give it to me." Jiang Yan pretended to take it away.
Zhou Ang is not willing to raise his letter high and continue to look down.
"Brother, you promised me that you would marry me, have you forgotten? I have been trying hard to learn how to be a lady recently, but my father always said that my handwriting is too poor, and my piano teacher also criticized me. Wrong play"
He laughed out loud as he read the childish sentence, "So you liked me so much when you were a child and expected me to marry you so much."
Jiang Yan also laughed so hard, "Can you please stop reading it? It's so embarrassing."
"No! I have to read such a precious love letter!"
"There are many more." Jiang Yan took out all the letters. Back then, she was full of girlish feelings, so she wrote a lot of letters like this.
¡°I want to frame all these letters and hang them on the wall of our new home!¡±
"Don't! Zhou Ang, I'm begging you."
¡°What¡¯s the point of hanging these things in that mansion?
Jiang Yan lowered his head and flipped through the pile of letters. Many of the letters were old, the paper was a little yellowed, and there was thick dust.
A shake made her cough.
She held her breath and unfolded a letter, but the handwriting was not hers.
Juanxiu¡¯s font seems to be written by her mother.
"strangeness¡¡"
Jiang Yan moved the letter closer and looked at the signature carefully. It was "Your unfilial daughter."
"Oh my God! These letters are from my mother to my grandpa!"
There was no recipient¡¯s name written on the envelope, and there was no address or contact information. Could it be that her mother, like her, wrote some letters that she did not intend to send?
But since it¡¯s written to grandpa, why not send it?
Jiang Yan¡¯s mind was full of questions, so he had to read the contents of the letter patiently.
"Dad, Zhan Xinjia. I'm doing well, so you don't have to worry, but I've been away from home for more than a few months"
Reading his mother¡¯s letter, Jiang Yan couldn¡¯t help but wet his eyes.
What happened that year? Since mom misses home, why can't she go back and visit? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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