In the early morning, the sky is just dawning, and the light spills into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains.

As time passed, the light crept up. At the bedside, it finally fell on the girl's tender white skin.

The girl seemed to be sleeping a little unsteadily, turning her body, and the misty blue quilt slipped off her shoulders, revealing a few crimson marks.

It didn't take long for Jiang Wanwan's long eyelashes to tremble, and he opened his eyes, with a layer of hazy mist in his eyes that he had just woken up.

Shaking her head for a moment, her faintly aching head made her gradually remember what happened last night, and her eyes trembled slightly.

Last night, it was she who was impulsive......

Jiang Wanwan lifted the thin quilt on her body, wearing only a cherry pink suspender pajamas, and stepped on the carpet with her bare jade feet.

The room is also filled with a faint agarwood, Jiang Wanwan has the habit of burning incense, agarwood can calm her mind and help her sleep.

She has been in poor health since she was a child, she has sleep disorders, and the incident last night has always haunted her eyes, so she couldn't sleep for a long time, so she had to light a stick of incense and gradually fell asleep for a long time.

After careful calculation, she only slept for more than four hours this night, and her body was full of fatigue, but she couldn't sleep anymore.

Jiang Wanwan pressed the remote control, the heavy curtains were gradually opened, she walked to the window and opened the window, the wind in the early autumn morning was already a little cool, blowing away her tiredness.

It's seven o'clock in the morning, but it's still foggy, so it should be raining.

After she finished washing, she stood in the cloakroom and looked at the out-of-print dresses hanging in the cabinet, some of which were bought by Grandpa Xu, some were given by friends, and the most were actually given by the anonymous person.

Jiang Wanwan knows how to design, and every piece sent by that anonymous person has a name, and it is the work of the world's famous designer 'Evening Curtain'.

Every time 'her' works appear, they appear in the auction house, and they are sold for tens of millions of dollars.

There is no news about 'Evening Sun' on the Internet, no one knows who 'she' is, let alone seen 'her'.

But the design of 'Evening Curtain', which never appeared in everyone's sight, was actually hung in her cloakroom.

Jiang Wanwan picked out a willow white pressed pleated skirt from the wardrobe, revealing a little bit of cyan, and the skirt faintly revealed the embroidery pattern as she walked.

Today she put on a light makeup to hide the tiredness on her face, and then went downstairs.

At this point, Xu Hongjun has woken up, and the elderly will feel much less.

He was used to drinking some tea in the morning, and when his eyes swept to the figure at the staircase, Xu Hongjun's face was instantly dyed with a smile: "It's up, why is it so early?" ”

Jiang Wanwan smiled at him, not wanting him to worry: "I went to bed early last night, so I woke up early." ”

When the servants saw her, they went into the kitchen and brought out her breakfast.

Jiang Wanwan sat at the dining table and lowered her head and drank porridge.

Xu Hongjun also walked towards her, smiling with a loving face: "Wanwan was 18 years old yesterday and is already an adult, and the marriage with Zhiyan is also going to be decided, the wedding can be held without worry, and it will be held after you graduate from college, but the engagement can be set in advance." ”

Jiang Wanwan's action of drinking porridge paused, and her drooping eyes were a little more gloomy.

The Jiang family and the Xu family are friendships of several generations, and Grandpa Xu and Old Man Jiang are even more lifelong friendships.

When she was eleven years old, her parents died in a car accident, and she was the only orphan girl left in the Jiang family, and it was Grandpa Xu who brought her back to the Xu family.

Her body was weak and easy to get sick, so Grandpa Xu directly laid a carpet on the whole house, for fear that she would freeze and be cold.

Grandpa Xu also gave her the best educational conditions, all kinds of talents in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, invited famous teachers, and also protected Jiang Wanwan very well, and never let her be contaminated in the outside circle.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Wanwan doesn't want Grandpa Xu to be sad and disappointed.

But I didn't expect Xu Zhiyan's private life to be so chaotic, she didn't want to marry a stream. People.

It's just that last night's plan seems to have failed......

What happened last night flashed through her mind again, the man's hot fingertips, and ......

Jiang Wanwan thought of this, and her little face was dyed with a thin layer of red.

In Xu Hongjun's opinion, this appearance was because he was shy, and he laughed happily: "Hahaha, I didn't expect our family's girl to be shy, it's okay, your marriage grandfather will call the shots for you!" If that kid bullies you, I'll break his legs! ”

Jiang Wanwan's expression was slightly restrained, and he didn't say anything.

After eating, she said hello to Xu Hongjun and went to Beicheng Ancient Lane.

There is a calligraphy and painting workshop here, which was left by her mother, and the Xu family didn't know about it, and she didn't say it.

Although at first she learned talent to please Grandpa Xu, but then she gradually liked it, otherwise she would not have persisted for so many years.

When it came to Guxiang, the first autumn rain of the year came.

There were many passers-by in the ancient alley, and Jiang Wanwan asked the driver to park the car outside, and walked in with an umbrella.

The rain fell heavier and heavier, dripping down the bluestone road along the umbrella bones, splashing one after another.

"Ask the gentleman" is the name of the calligraphy and painting workshop.

Xu Du looked at the plaque above his head, and he didn't know which master was inscribed, but he could see that his skills were very good, and they were even more charming than those treasured in his old man's study.

Xu Du just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, raised his foot and pushed the door and walked in.

A gust of wind blew, and the wind chimes hanging in front of the door rang softly.

There was a faint smell of ashen in the workshop, and this familiar smell made Xu Dui's footsteps pause for a moment.

Glancing around, he didn't see the figure, hooking his lips mockingly.

He was so confused by that little girl.

The waiter came over with a smile on his face when he heard the wind chimes and asked him for the room number he had booked in a soft voice.

Then.

"Fourth brother! This way! Yi Jinchen on the second floor beckoned to him.

Xu Du bowed slightly to the waiter, and then walked upstairs.

Yi Jinchen booked a window position, where the line of sight is excellent, and you can enjoy the rain while painting.

It's a pity that Xu Du didn't have the slightest feeling for these, and the drizzle outside made his patience to the extreme.

He glanced faintly at the person opposite, with a thin warning in his tone: "You'd better get down to business." ”

Yi Jinchen smiled, picked up the antique tea set next to him, and poured him a cup: "Of course it's a serious matter!" Isn't marrying a lifelong event? ”

Xu Dui's fingertips touched the teacup, a faint plum blossom was painted on the cup, he picked it up and sniffed it gently, the tea was swirling, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose gradually spread a layer of mist, blurring his vision.

Tea is good tea, cups are good cups, paintings are good paintings, just people......

Xu Du looked at the hazy figure opposite through the white mist, and his tone was cold: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

"Fourth brother, you are so ruthless! I treat you as a good brother and share with you my goddess, the boss of this gentleman, but unfortunately I only saw her once. At the mention of this, Yi Jinchen propped his chin with a sad face, and looked out the window.

Xu Du didn't take his words to heart, after all, Yi Jinchen changed his girlfriend in a few days, today is this goddess, and tomorrow he may change it directly.

"Hey." Yi Jinchen's face was full of melancholy: "Goddess, did she turn into a butterfly and fly away?" Can you still fly back? ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an additional figure on the bluestone road, and Jun Junqian's shadow slowly fell into his sight.