"What did you say?" Jace didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing. ”

Nan Xiang sighed and continued to knead Qingtuan, every time she rubbed it, the man's warning words appeared in her ears, breaking her liver and intestines.

After work, Nan Xiang sat in the car, looking at the sky outside blankly.

"Director, where are you going? Isn't my idol going to take you to the movies today? What he said today when he sent you to work, I can secretly hear it. When Huang Chanjuan mentioned Jiang Yechen, she really admired it.

In the past two days, Jiang Yechen has come to see her to and from work, and she will inevitably be seen, and she has already gained a group of fan girls.

"I told him I was going to work overtime. Nan Xiang replied lightly.

"But we didn't work overtime, why did you let me change cars, you wouldn't deliberately hide from idols, right?" Huang Chanjuan was puzzled, and asked since she got in the car.

"Do you see those birds flying high?" Nan Xiang suddenly moved his eyes.

"Tall, birds have wings, they must fly high. Huang Chanjuan took it.

"But if I lean on him, his wings will be dragged down more, and he will never be able to fly far. Nan Xiang closed his eyes.

"Ahh Huang Chanjuan didn't understand what Nan Xiang said, and pointed to the sky and was blindly excited.

On the morning of the Qingming Festival, Nanxiang turned off his mobile phone, but before turning it off, he still saw a message from a man.

"Accompany me to meet someone today, come and pick you up after the morning meeting, and bring the finished Qingming fruit together." It's cool, wear an extra one, put your coat at the head of your bed, don't be lazy for me. ”

Pressing the shutdown button ruthlessly, she closed her eyes numbly.

Jiang Yechen, can you not be so nice to me.

That way I won't be so reluctant and won't hurt so much.

Jiang Yechen still guessed that she had made the Qingming Fruit and gave her one last chance to end, but she would definitely step into the abyss.

I give up on you because I love you and would rather faint.

"Miss, get in the car, Mrs. Xueqin and Mr. are in the car. ”

"Hmm. ”

During the Qingming Festival, it rained a lot, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls.

The raindrops on the window edge hit one after another, and Nanxiang's soul also flew away.

"Take it, warm your hands. ”

Jiang Jingyi handed over a hand warmer, and their family of "three" sat in the back seat of the car, each dressed in a very formal ......

Needless to say, Nanxiang and Jiang Jingyi have always been more decent, and only Yang Xueqin is abrupt.

She wore the best clothes, the best shawl, and expensive jewelry, and looked like a decent lady, but she could sit uncomfortably, like sitting on pins and needles, and she moved around in the car, and her nervousness was written on her face.

"Thank you, uncle. Nan Xiang glanced at Yang Xueqin, and then took the hand warmer. Most of her concessions and her cooperation came from paving the way for Jiang Yechen's willingness, and the rest was for Yang Xueqin.

Jiang Jingyi smiled lightly at her, her handsome face was still indifferent.

If you let me look for it, what is the difference from the past, I really can't find the slightest difference. It seems that such a big event as recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors can't provoke an expression on his face.

What Yang Xueqin said, this is what Jiang Jingyi cares about the most, but others can't see it at all, his thoughts are too deep, are they all hidden in his heart?

"Xiangxiang, I'm so nervous, what is the Jiang family manor built now? Won't it be there, it's the same as the palace, right? Let's see Chairman Jiang, do you want to kowtow? You talk to me, I'm puffing in my heart, I'm always afraid that the old man will hate me when he sees me." ”

Yang Xueqin suddenly said anxiously, sucking away the attention of the two.

Jiang Jingyi took the initiative to stretch out his hand, grabbed her, and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, there is me." ”

"Jingyi, I feel so safe listening to you. Yang Xueqin immediately showed a smile and looked at Nanxiang again, "Xiangxiang, you can also talk to us about something." ”

Nan Xiang thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, Mom, tell me about your past." ”

She asked casually, and Yang Xueqin became excited first, "I'm old, how can I be embarrassed......

"Good. Jiang Jingyi's face did not change and agreed, and Yang Xueqin immediately changed her words, "Okay, done." ”

Nan Xiang listened quietly, and it was Jiang Jingyi who opened his mouth to recall, "Your mother and I met for the first time. There was a vast sea of people, and we saw each other at a glance. ”

For dozens of long minutes, in Jiang Jingyi's warm memories, the past passed very quickly.

After listening to a story, we arrived at the place.

"Woo, Jingyi, I haven't found the wrong person in the rest of my life, and my suffering is worth it. It's been so long, you still remember, I'm really touched. ”

After listening to what Jiang Jingyi said, Yang Xueqin pinched the tissue and was moved to tears.

Nan Xiang was also listening carefully, and when she heard some details, she was also moved. It is difficult not to be touched by the warm words of an elderly and indifferent man.

But her reaction was as calm as Jiang Jingyi, because she didn't feel that the lover Jiang Jingyi expressed was Yang Xueqin beside her.

There is even an illusion that this person is talking about another person through Yang Xueqin.

What made her tremble more was that Jiang Jingyi finished the last sentence, looking at her eyes, as if that sentence was said to herself.

"In this life, I have only loved you as a woman. He said.

Not nominated, not surnamed, but looking at yourself. Facing those unfathomable eyes, Nanxiang had a chilling feeling at that moment.

"Master, it's time to go to the cemetery. ”

Ah Liang stopped the car, and the voice of the report interrupted the chatter in the car.

"Help Miss get out of the car first. Jiang Jingyi regained his silent expression.

Nanxiang was relieved and was helped out of the car by the servants.

At the entrance of the Jiangjia Cemetery, the long rows of cars on both sides and the magnificent team of servants are divided into two factions, which is quite spectacular.

As soon as I got out of the car, I breathed a sigh of relief, and I met the man standing in front of the car opposite.

Nan Xiang was carrying a basket of Qingming fruits, and his facial expression froze for a moment.

In front of the car opposite, Jiang Yechen, who was heroic and noble, exuding a huge aura, stood in front of her.

Today, he was dressed very formally, and he looked more extravagant than usual.

And Nan Xiang is also dressed very formally, with a slight powder, and beautiful clothes on her, like a really noble lady of the family.

The two should have been made in heaven, but they stood on opposite sides, and the warmth that had been established for a few days was dispersed at this moment.

Each other's eyes were full of strangeness, first grinding, colliding, and rubbing out fierce sparks, like two enemies.

The servants on both sides, weighed down by the tense atmosphere, lowered their breathing.

"Miss Nan, you are dressed up very well today. ”

Jiang Yechen stepped forward first and spoke to her with a sneer. That smile, which should have been full of spoiling and fascinated, made people unable to take their eyes off, but now it was erased by her own hands, leaving only the sky dark.