The winter in Shanghai is cold, wet and cold, and the cold wind can be biting.

Early in the morning, Jiang Qiuman wore a solemn jacket cheongsam, a cashmere coat on the outside, and her long hair was still just curled into a simple bun.

The housekeeper wanted to send someone to follow, Jiang Qiuman said with a smile: "Just to go and see the shop, if you follow so many people, wouldn't it be too attention-grabbing." ”

This housekeeper's surname is Li, he is an old man from Shen Mansion, and he looks very kind, but inadvertently, his eyes will reveal the arrogance that belongs to the gate of the mansion. The young master said that Jiang Qiuman was just his concubine, and he was too lazy to look at her. But this concubine is pregnant with a child, so he naturally has to be extra gracious.

Steward Li was a little hesitant: "But Madame is pregnant, so she doesn't send anyone to follow, I'm afraid that I won't feel at ease." ”

Jiang Qiuman said: "There is Ah Hong following me. And I'm just going around at will, if I follow people, I'm afraid I won't even be able to turn around. ”

Seeing that Jiang Qiuman insisted, the housekeeper didn't say much. If something happened to Hengzhu, it was also her own fault.

Jiang Qiuman left the Shen Mansion with Ah Hong and walked towards the west. After just walking a few intersections, she suddenly turned around and headed towards the Shen Mansion again.

Ah Hong followed Jiang Qiuman around the alley, and finally came to the small alley where Jiang Qiuman and the Jiang family's housekeeper met for the first time.

And not long after Jiang Qiuman and Ah Hong arrived, Lao Lin's hind feet also arrived.

Lao Lin was very guilty: "Hasn't Miss waited for a long time?" It's all to blame on the old man, I'm late! ”

Ah Hong looked at him a little defensively, but Jiang Qiuman smiled and said, "It's okay, I just arrived not long ago." ”

Lao Lin led Jiang Qiuman and Ah Hong towards the mouth of the alley, and the Jiang family's classic car was already parked on the side of the road. But Jiang Qiuman refused, only smiled and pointed to the rickshaw on the side of the road, and said, "I'll do this." ”

Lao Lin naturally knew what Jiang Qiuman was thinking, and it was also appropriate for the young lady to be a little guarded. At the moment, they no longer insisted on it, so they let their master and servant make rickshaws, and they got into the classic car, and then let the classic car slowly follow.

The Jiang family's house is a villa in the middle of the French Concession, a three-story bungalow, with a large courtyard. The yard is filled with colorful flowers. It's just that it's the cold winter season at this time, and the potted plants are all bare, only a plum tree in the corner is in full bloom, which is very eye-catching.

Lao Lin took Jiang Qiuman into the hall and introduced the situation of the Jiang family.

The Jiang family is in the porcelain business, and the income in the past few years is acceptable, but Master Jiang's health is getting worse and worse, he has no children under his knees, and only has a separated daughter, so he is even more anxious to get his daughter back in the past two years.

After Jiang Qiuman walked into the hall, a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa stood up sharply with a cane, and the maid next to him hurriedly supported his body.

This man is about forty years old, and he looks elegant and elegant, but his face is pale and sickly, and he looks three points old. He was wearing a pair of sleeves and coughing slightly, and the maid beside him kept running down his back.

The man looked at Jiang Qiuman's eyes and was also very excited, and said while coughing: "Man'er, my Man'er has finally gone home!" Do you know how hard it is for your father to find you......" Before he finished speaking, there was another violent cough, which caused Lao Lin to hurriedly walk to his side and help him calm down.

Lao Lin persuaded: "Master, it's a good thing for Miss to go home, don't get excited." ”

Jiang Qiuman only felt cramped, and didn't know what to say.