Jiang Nanxi's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Qi Ze said: "That servant didn't dare to say it, saying that it was ordered by his wife, and he didn't tell anyone about the chairman's situation!" ”

Jiang Nanxi frowned: "Where are you?" Come and pick me up and go to Jiang's house! ”

Qi Ze said: "I went to the hospital, but I didn't see you when I went to the ward!" ”

"Come out, I'm in the café across the street from the hospital."

As she spoke, she walked out and waited for Qi Ze at the door.

A few minutes later, Qi Ze's car stopped in front of Jiang Nanxi. She pulled the car door and got into the car, asking, "Is what the maid said true?" ”

Qi Ze said: "I have nothing to do in the past few days, I have to go outside the Jiang family's villa, the door of the Jiang family is always closed, and almost no one enters or leaves. When I came to pick you up from the hospital today, I stopped by to take a look, and I saw a young maid coming out to throw out the garbage, so I went up to talk to you and asked about the chairman.

The servant's name was Xiaomei, and she was the daughter of the old housekeeper. She said that the chairman was sick, and his wife didn't let people go out to talk nonsense, and she didn't know what the specific situation was. ”

The old housekeeper of the Jiang family, named Jiang Song, is an elder brother of Jiang Huai's fellow disciples, who grew up watching Jiang Nanxi, and she calls him Uncle Song. She had the impression that Uncle Song was a simple and kind person, and he was very kind to her and her brother.

She still remembered that Jiang Song did have a daughter, seven or eight years younger than her, and she played with her when she was a child.

After so many years, they are still in the Jiang family.

Jiang Nanxi's heart fluctuated a little.

Soon, the car stopped outside the gate of the Jiang family.

Jiang Nanxi looked at the familiar door with mixed feelings.

She got out of the car and looked through the crack in the wrought iron door, but she could no longer find the memories of her childhood.

Her favorite swing, her mother's favorite begonia flower, and the apple tree she planted with her brother are all gone.

It is still full of flowers and trees, but it is no longer the home she remembers.

Jiang Nanxi's eyes were a little hot.

Qi Ze also stood by the door and asked, "Miss, do you want to go in?" ”

Jiang Nanxi didn't know what he would face when he entered this door. But she's already here, and there's no reason not to go in.

So she nodded.

Qi Ze rang the doorbell on the side of the door, and soon a middle-aged man came over and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Qi Ze hurriedly said: "It's Miss Jiang Nanxi who is back, and she wants to meet the chairman." ”

"Jiang Nanxi?"

The middle-aged man looked Jiang Nanxi up and down, and said indifferently: "I don't know, and it's inconvenient for the chairman to meet guests, please go back!" ”

He turned around and left.

Jiang Nanxi looked at this person and was also unfamiliar, and hurriedly said, "Is the old housekeeper Jiang Song here?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned, "Do you know Steward Song?" ”

Jiang Nanxi nodded: "Yes." You let him out, and he knows who I am! ”

The middle-aged man said, "He can't get out, he's already out of here." ”

"Out of here? Where did he go? ”

"I don't know!"

"What about Xiaomei? She's still here, right? ”

"Hey, why are you so verbose? I said, the chairman can't see guests, it's useless for you to find anyone, you can go! ”

The middle-aged man wanted to leave after speaking, Jiang Nanxi said coldly: "You go and call Jiang Yunshen to come, you will say that Jiang Nanxi is here!" ”

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Nanxi again: "You actually know the second young master of our family?" ”

Qi Ze said: "This is the eldest young master's own sister, you'd better open the door, otherwise when the eldest young master wakes up, it will make you look good!" ”