After checking, she carefully picked up the things on the ground, a brown paper envelope, on which were succinctly written a few words, Jin Mingjue's salary.

Nan Xiang opened the envelope, and it was really a thick pile of yuan, and she nodded it in disbelief, there were 10,000 yuan.

The other party gave five times, was he afraid that Nanxiang would send out the audio of the photo of the violence?

Nan Xiang put away the money, no matter what, he finally didn't suffer a crime in vain.

In a dilapidated demolition community, it is also a rare thing to park a million-dollar car in the parking lot.

After only stopping for more than ten hours, the fallen leaves fell all over the roof of the car, and the mud and sand from the dilapidated houses showed how broken this place was.

"Did she take the money?" The car window rolled down, Jiang Yechen's handsome face was still low, and the eye circles were a little heavy, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"I took it. "The person who delivered the money went back to the car and reported it truthfully.

"Well, let's go. Jiang Yechen started the car, closed his eyes to recuperate, and suddenly opened it again, and saw Jin Mingjue walking with breakfast in the distance, and rolled back the window in annoyance.

The car drove out, and he said coldly, "Go check it, Mrs.'s current account." ”

Nan Xiang left the Jiang family and accepted the old man's check for 10 million, 10 million is a lot, she still has her own savings, how should she live such a life.

Is the demolished dilapidated building a place where people can live?

The car drove to the villa, and after moving out of Nanxiang, Jiang Yechen became less fond of living at home.

The master bedroom that used to be many in Nanxiang was not much, and after she left, it always seemed that something was missing.

Even when I saw the double bed, I was irritated and had the urge to dismantle it.

Even, he woke up in the study in the middle of the night, didn't see the coffee that Nan Xiang put on the table, and called her name angrily, but found that no one could make satisfactory coffee for him.

Of course, he doesn't show it, he tells himself that it's just habit.

Cats and dogs will be a little uncomfortable if they suddenly disappear after a long time. Nanxiang is a person, and it is normal to leave a little sense of existence.

"Baba, will there be a meteor in the sky today?"

Back at home, Jiang Yechen came to the children's room, and Jiang Zhan was now the only reason for him to go home.

Today is the weekend, if the kindergarten does not organize activities, Jiang Zhan will stay in the room alone for a day, no matter how busy he is with official business, he will come back to accompany his son.

Without the warmth given by his mother, if he no longer has his father's company, I am afraid that Jiang Zhan will become very withdrawn.

But to his relief, Jiang Zhan didn't make much trouble after Nanxiang left, and he was so well-behaved that he even made him a little unbelievable.

As soon as Jiang Yechen came in, Jiang Zhan heard the movement early and ran over, grabbed his right hand, and said a question very smoothly.

"Do you care if it has a meteor?"

Since a month ago, Jiang Zhan has started asking himself this question, almost every time they meet.

A boy likes shooting stars, in Jiang Yechen's concept, this is an illusion that only women and children with long hair and short knowledge will pursue.

At the age of Jiang Zhan, he received special training arranged by the old man and his father, knew five books and ten languages at the age of three, and was sent to the United States for training at the age of five.

The tiger father has no dog son, and his son must be equally good.

There was no response, Jiang Zhan lowered his eyelids in frustration, and did not ask again, and Jiang Yechen signed him in front of the desk where he was writing his homework.

"How did you practice English in the past two days? At your age, Baba has already spoken for your grandfather at the American Federation. ”

Jiang Yechen opened Jiang Zhan's homework book and began his serious education method.

Jiang Zhan sat upright, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still listened very carefully to Jiang Yechen's study.

"Arrange for you to take the eighth-level exam this year, and you can also practice more languages in the other nine countries, and if you can't meet the requirements, you will live in the training center in the second half of the year. Jiang Yechen glanced at what Jiang Zhan wrote, and was quite satisfied, but he still gave a very strict order.

He entered the training camp at the age of four, a year earlier than him, but as long as he has talent, the sooner he enters the circle, the more stable his growth will be.

"Yes, Baba. Jiang Zhan nodded, the small grade, the Chinese tongue is still vague, of course, there are some Nanxiang doting, reluctant to study too hard.

Spoken and foreign languages are different, perhaps because of the high expectations given by Jiang Yechen, Jiang Zhan's English level has soared rapidly, and level 8 is the highest level.

Although it will be a little hurried in a short time, for Jiang Yechen's satisfaction and for the sake of waiting for his mother to come back, he will definitely do it so well.

"Do it well, write these five pages, you can choose a toy, and I will play with you." ”

Seeing that Jiang Zhan was meticulous and did his homework according to his instructions, Jiang Yechen's little face was like Nan Xiang, and he was serious.

Nan Xiang's unhappy voice suddenly appeared in Jiang Yechen's mind, "How can you write so many pages of homework at once? Come on, Xiao Zhan, this is the little walnut cake that Ma Ma made for you. The advertisement says that six walnuts nourish the brain, so we will eat six small walnut cakes. ”

In his ears, there seemed to be the sound of mother and son chewing walnut crisp, and their mouths actually chewed twice.

Whenever this time, Nan Xiang would also hand him a plate of snacks.

Jiang Yechen couldn't see it, and would complain, "Get on fire." ”

Then I didn't look at it, I was busy with my work, but the work was over, and the stack of walnut crisps on the plate was clean, and I was not even satisfied.

And next time, Nan Xiang won't ask, and will make him more small walnut cakes.

When, when did so many memories come about?

Those delicacies that originally belonged to him, Nan Xiang made them for another man to eat in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Yechen thought about it, his eyes were full of fierceness, and he forgot to be in his son's room for a while.

"Baba, I'm done. ”

Jiang Zhan screamed and picked up the notebook, Jiang Yechen was annoyed, took the notebook, and his tone was not too milky, "Write so fast, can you write well?"

Jiang Zhan was frightened by Jiang Yechen's attitude, and became more silent, and closed his little hands strictly. The appearance of not speaking is also a bit like Nanxiang, well-behaved, but he will not lower his head, he must be much more confident, this arrogance is inherited from Jiang Yechen, and it is impossible to lose it.

"It's not badly written, go ahead, pick a toy, you can play for twenty minutes. Jiang Yechen checked his homework and nodded with satisfaction, realizing that his tone might have scared his son, he said in a softer voice.

"Okay!" Jiang Zhan got Jiang Yechen's permission, and then quickly ran to his own world like a liberated wild horse.