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On the way to the hotel, Jiang Yu struggled several times, wanting to tell Wen Yunyu that he seemed to have seen Huo Xiaoli at the airport.

But Jiang Yu thought about it and seemed to feel that it was not necessary.

First of all, the relationship between Wen Yunyu and Huo Xiaoli was completely broken five years ago.

Now, seeing that Wen Yunyu and Miss Xia's wedding is imminent, there is really no need for him to make Wen Yunyu unhappy at this juncture.

Moreover, he was still not very sure that the person he saw in the airport just now was Huo Xiaoli himself.

After all, if you haven't seen each other for five years, a person's changes can be huge.

He just saw a back, how could he be sure it must be her?

If not, it will annoy Wen Yunyu, wouldn't he be scolding?

Thinking of this, he almost made his mind clear.

It's better not to say it.

Just when Jiang Yu was thinking nonsense, Wen Yunyu suddenly said: "Jiang Yu, you go to the hotel first, I want to do some personal business." ”

Jiang Yu was a little stunned and said, "Don't you need me to accompany you?" ”

Wen Yunyu took out a jewelry box, put it in his hand, looked down at it, and said, "No, you go back to the hotel, sort out the information of Shanghai Juntai, and then wait for me to come back." ”

"Okay, Mr. Wen." Jiang Yu responded.

Jiang Yu got out of the car halfway and watched Wen Yunyu's car speed away in the other direction.

He didn't understand the purpose of Wen Yunyu's coming to Shanghai at this time.

……

Wen Yunyu's car stopped in front of an old alley.

Hurt by rapid economic development, there are not many alleys like this anymore.

Wen Yunyu walked through the narrow alley and stepped on the bluestone slab all the way inside.

Spiderweb-like wires intertwined into a web overhead, and in the old faded building, the occasional whisper of the women's Wu Nong could be heard, talking quickly about some trivial matters.

Wen Yunyu stopped in front of a small façade and looked at the plaque on the façade.

The big words on it have long since faded from color.

But the craftsman sitting at the door is still there, but he is already over the age of six.

An old man in a blue-blue shirt with glasses looked at Wen Yunyu standing at the door through the lenses.

The old man couldn't help but ask, "Young man, who are you looking for?" ”

Hearing a familiar voice, Wen Yunyu raised his head and looked at the old man.

Then, Wen Yunyu opened his legs, walked in, stood in front of the old man, and said, "Uncle Zhou, don't you remember me?" It's me, Jiang Yunyu......"

When the old man heard this, he looked at Wen Yunyu again, and then he suddenly recognized it, and said with a surprised face: "You are Xiao Jiang, how many years have you been in this flash, I can't recognize you anymore." ”

Before Wen Yunyu returned to the Wen family, he always followed his mother's surname.

Most of the old neighbors in this small alley are no longer there, Shanghai has changed too much over the years, those who moved away, those who passed away, and among the remaining people, there are indeed not many people who can still remember him.

Especially, when Wen Yunyu lived here, he was still very young.

Zhou Kangnian pulled Wen Yunyu into the shop.

After all these years, the store has hardly changed.

The things inside are still in the distance, except for some vicissitudes of age, and even the position has not even been moved.

Back then, Zhou Kangnian was somewhat famous in this street and even in the whole of Shanghai.

His fame is great because of his craft.

He is a jeweler, whether it is gold, silver, or diamond jewelry, but everything that is old, broken, and dull will always look new in his hands.

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