Next to her, an uncle came over and knocked on her window, "Don't you know how to drive?" Do you want to find a substitute driver? ”

He saw that she had stopped in this place for a long time, and every ten minutes or so, she stopped again after two starts, and she looked like a novice, so she didn't even learn how to make a fire, right?

Jiang Li glared at him, skillfully started the car and drove away, leaving the uncle with a stunned expression.

The car was driving smoothly on the road, and Jiang Li put aside what had just happened for the time being, and did not call Li Sichen to ask.

It's Father Sheng's birthday soon, what gift should she choose?

When I was about to call Sheng Mu to inquire, Sheng Mu's phone called.

Probably, this is the heart-to-heart between mother and daughter.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Jiang Li picked up the phone and fed.

"Xiaoli, did your mother disturb you?"

"No, Mom, I was about to call you," Jiang Li asked directly, "What hobbies does Dad usually have?" ”

Sheng Mu on the other end of the phone smiled, "It seems that the two of us want to say the same thing, he, he doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes some literary games, you don't have to worry about him, it's the best gift to come and accompany us when the time comes." ”

"How does this work?" Jiang Li smiled, not reassuring this, "Gifts should be carefully selected, and I will come to accompany you when I have time." ”

Sheng Mu was even happier, and after chatting with Jiang Li for a while, she hung up the phone.

Jiang Li looked forward thoughtfully.

Textual play?

Is it to buy two walnut plates for Sheng's father, or to buy an inkstone for him to cultivate his self-cultivation and learn characters? She couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Picking a gift is a technical job, not to mention a category that she is not good at and has deep water.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to find a professional to choose.

The car started again.

After seven hours of careful selection, Jiang Li finally carried a beautiful bag, got into the car, and drove to the villa.

It was almost evening, and when she returned home, she was not surprised to see Li Sichen, but she was not happy in her heart.

The scene on the phone, and the scene from this morning, was always imprinted in her mind, lingering.

The two glanced at each other, Li Sichen glanced at the bag in her hand and said, "Back?" ”

Jiang Li nodded indifferently and went upstairs without saying a word.

Li Sichen in the back looked at her back and frowned.

She carried the bag to the study, only to see a beautiful box on the desk, and couldn't help but reach out and open it to see, it was an inkstone, there were still some traces of time on it, presumably an antique.

Carefully cover the box and place the contents of your hand next to it.

She bought a set of expensive sandalwood skewers, this sandalwood is also very well-known and valuable, I hope that Father Sheng will like it then, and it is not in vain that she has picked it for so long.

After sitting in the study for a while, I went back to dinner.

When he went to bed this night, Jiang Li didn't drill into his arms again, but lay on one side in a proper manner, while Li Sichen slept on the other side.

Between the two, there seems to be an invisible dividing line.

After being silent in the dark for a while, Li Sichen leaned sideways and hugged her from behind, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Li's eyes opened and brushed his hand away, "I'm tired, go to sleep." ”

After Li Sichen paused, he really let go, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Li's mouth.

It was a very difficult night.

Early the next morning, Jiang Li went out with breakfast early.

Sheng's father's birthday is approaching, Jiang Li also runs to Sheng's house from time to time, sometimes he simply doesn't come back, leaving Li Sichen alone in the empty room, and he doesn't have a phone call.

Sometimes Jiang Li wanted to pull him by the collar and ask her what she was in his heart?

But after all, it's just a matter of thinking.

Disappointment is inevitable, Lu Yihan chose not to believe that she could not care, and if it was Li Sichen, she had no way not to care.

Looking out the window, her heart was also gloomy.

There is a deciduous tree in the garden of the Sheng family villa, with some fluttering yellow leaves hanging on it, and a piece of it floats down from time to time.

When the leaves fell and there was no one left, Sheng's father's birthday finally arrived.

On this day, Jiang Li is still in the Sheng family, according to Sheng's mother's words, there is no need to run back, and it is very troublesome.

She didn't want to see Li Sichen for the time being, so she readily agreed.

The birthday party is arranged in the evening, the Sheng family is a big business family, and there will be countless friends from the shopping mall who will come to congratulate and give gifts, and they will naturally handle it ceremoniously.

Jiang Li was pulled closer to the room by Sheng Mu early in the morning, surrounded by three or five image designers.

Sheng Mu took her hand and said guiltily: "Xiaoli, I'm sorry today, mom ......"

"It's fine." She shook her head, signaling that she didn't care.

Jiang Li understood that what she wanted to say was nothing more than that she couldn't disclose her identity for the time being, she naturally understood Mother Sheng, and she really didn't mind in her heart.

Seeing that her daughter was so sensible, Sheng's mother was relieved and sad, and secretly said that she must win a place for her in the Sheng family.

Jiang Li didn't know what Sheng Mu was thinking, and was standing in front of a mirror, allowing a good-looking costume stylist to hold the clothes and keep comparing with her.

Looking at Jiang Li's beautiful face and perfect figure, Sheng Mu had pride in her eyes, worthy of being the child of their Sheng family, and she was three points more beautiful than when she was young.

After looking at it for a while, she withdrew, and today there were many guests, and she still had a lot of things on her hands.

"Miss, what do you think of this?"

The stylist was carrying a puffy dress with pink bubbles in his hand, "You have white skin and a pure appearance, it is very suitable to wear pink." ”

Jiang Li shook his head, "It's too tender, it's too young." ”

It's not suitable for her mental age at all, and it doesn't fit her personal temperament.

The stylist nodded, and took out another one from the dazzling pile of dresses, "This one, the white dress is fluttering, it is very ethereal to wear on the body, and your collarbone and neck are also beautiful, just right to be exposed." ”

Jiang Li couldn't help but think of the scene of Jiang Nuo wearing a white dress, and shook her head as usual, "Change it." ”

The collaborator responded and took back the clothes, but she was embarrassed, why didn't she like the clothes she picked out that were most suitable for her?

Jiang Li is a designer herself, and her ability to control clothing is not under the collocation.

Walking straight to the rows of dresses, she glanced around them before taking out a silk purple dress and looking at it carefully.

The skirt is illuminated by the light, with a unique luster of silk, the upper part is a thin belt design, the back is hollowed, and the chest is embroidered with black silk thread, the contrast between the two colors is very strong, and it looks very beautiful.

The skirt is also edged with black silk thread, but it is up and down, so it looks tight and looks mysterious and unapproachable.

The collaborator paused for a moment, and then said, "This one is not for you." ”

This skirt is good-looking, but a girl in her twenties is at the age of being lively and jumpy and has no mature charm, and she thinks that Jiang Li can't hold this skirt.

The corners of Jiang Li's lips hooked, "That's it." ”