Getting off the taxi, Murong Xian looked up at the splendid signboard of the Furama Hotel, and felt a little emotional, when he was a child, he led his younger brother to walk through this street several times, looked up at this is said to be the earliest luxury hotel in Dalian, and also hoped that one day he could walk in and enjoy high-end service, but this first time I wanted to walk in and feel really not good.

"Excuse me, is it Miss Murong Xian Xian?" a crisp and soft female voice sounded in front of him.

"I am, what do you call me?"

Murong Xianxian retracted her gaze and saw a girl slightly older than herself appeared in front of her, with a medium height and a slightly slender body, and that black professional suit definitely had a fashion effect on her, and the fabrics and handiwork were excellent, compared to the suits taught by the aunts in the school............... , it's not a grade at all, and there is no way to compare.

"I'm Shen Huixin, President Jiang Haitian's secretary, and President Jiang asked me to come and pick you up. Shen Huixin smiled with a bit of good yellow, "Cai Jing and I are classmates, you look too similar."

"Thank you, Secretary Shen. ”

Murong Xian pouted secretly, she couldn't imagine that the uncle she had never met was so good, and she actually got a beautiful female secret to put by her side, even if she didn't use it, it would be eye-catching.

"Don't be so formal, just call me by name, the president is already waiting for you up there. Shen Huixin made a gesture of invitation, and then led the way in front, Murong Xianxian didn't speak again, followed, and looked at the hotel lobby by the way.

There are some things that you always feel mysterious when you hear but don't see them, but when the veil is removed, you regret it rather than not reveal it. There's nothing special about the interior of this hotel, it's just four words to describe the grandeur that lives up to its name, but that's about it.

Following Shen Huixin to take the elevator to the eighth floor, Murong Xianxian felt a little strange, according to Jiang Caijing's character, although she didn't have to go to school to pick her up, she would wait for her at the door of this hotel, why didn't she see anyone when she was almost on the ground?

As if sensing Murong Xianxian's thoughts, Shen Huixin turned around and smiled: "Cai Jing went out, saying that she wanted to surprise you." Murong Xianxian nodded silently, she really didn't know what to say.

Before coming to a luxurious guest room, Shen Huixin first knocked on the door, and when the people inside greeted, "Please come in, when she opened the door with her room card, pushed the door and stood next to the door and said, "President, Miss Murong has arrived." ”

The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in the room suddenly looked up at the door and slowly stood up: "Like, true."

...... , said to be the child of Xiuhe?"

"I'm Murong Xianxian, who are you talking about Xiuhe?" Murong Xianxian walked into the room and looked at the middle-aged man who looked more like a professor than a businessman. From the contours of his face, it can be vaguely seen that he is somewhat similar to his mother, and she can already confirm that the other party is her uncle, but she is very quiet and has no expression of excitement.

"Of course, it's your mother, my sister Jiang Xiuhe. Jiang Haitian quickly took control of his feelings and waved his hand to Shen Huixin: "Huixin, you go out first, we will talk for a while." ”

This matter is a family matter, and it is not enough for outsiders, so Shen Huixin did not hesitate to withdraw from the room.

"Sit down. Jiang Haitian pointed to the sofa, and after Murong Xianxian sat down, he asked, "What do you want to drink?" "You're welcome, please say something." Murong Xian said lightly.

"Like your mother's character, maybe your mother didn't mention it to you, you still have an uncle like me, alas, it was our brothers and sisters who didn't dare to insist back then, and then lost your news, so that you have suffered for so many years. ”

Jiang Haitian didn't go around in circles with Murong Xianxian, and directly pointed out his identity, he saw the clothes on Murong Xianxian's body, and he felt a little bitter in his heart, denim, and T-shirts, all of which were sold for one or twenty yuan a piece on the stall, and then thinking about his children, Jiang Haitian's heart became more and more sad.

"Mr. Jiang, let's tell me what happened back then, although our life has been difficult over the years, happiness is not measured by money, at least we live peacefully. Murong Xianxian hesitated, but still couldn't call out, "Uncle, these two words, after all, over the years, she has lived with her mother and younger brother, and then with her younger brother who has struggled to survive, and suddenly there is such an elder, she is a little difficult to accept in her heart."

Hearing Murong Xianxian call himself "sir", Jiang Haitian opened his mouth, but smiled helplessly: "Your character, you are really your mother's daughter!"

Isn't this nonsense?

Murong Xianxian rolled her eyes and didn't answer the question.

"It's also to blame your grandfather for being too stubborn, but the little sister's personality is still with him, otherwise it wouldn't be like this, it was twenty years ago, when your mother was the same size as you. ”

With Jiang Haitian's memories, a secret of the Jiang family has also been re-revealed after more than 20 years of dust.

A very old-fashioned love story, Jiang Xiuhe, who was born and raised in the United States, followed his second brother Jiang Haitian to Hong Kong to start a business, and met Murong Changfeng, the son of a famous family in Hong Kong at that time, and the two fell in love at first sight. The affairs of talented and beautiful people are generally quite happy, and Murong Changfeng is a talent, and his family background is not bad, so in the eyes of outsiders, it is a marriage that comes naturally... There is only one problem, that is, the Jiang family and the older generation of the Murong family have a vendetta, especially the old man Jiang is very disgusted with Murong Changfeng, thinking that he is a huāhuā son, and resolutely opposes his daughter marrying him, and the elders of the Murong family do not approve of this family business.

However, how the two people who fell in love were willing to obey the family's arrangement, and the same tenacity and perseverance made them make the same choice, and they held a wedding even without the blessing of their elders. The Murong family was attended by Murong Changfeng's mother, and the Jiang family was attended by Jiang Haitian. After the wedding, Old Man Jiang declared that he would never recognize Murong Changfeng as the son-in-law of the Jiang family, while Jiang Xiuhe was reluctant to stop going to the door of the Jiang family because her mother's family did not recognize her husband's identity.

"Your grandfather and mother's tempers are stubborn together, so it is a stalemate, our brothers and sisters know that the old man has a big temper and is not in good health, and wants to wait for a few years to slow down and then persuade him, who knows this kind of ......"

Jiang Haitian shook his head: "Murong Changfeng, that guy actually did such a thing that is inferior to a beast, because I still supported their marriage back then, your mother disappeared after the marriage change, no matter how we look for it, we can't find it until I met you today." ”