Jiang Qingchi sent Mu Yanzhu to the hotel, took his ID card and showed it to the front desk.
The front desk was stunned for a moment, and then opened a presidential suite for Mu Yanzhu without saying a word.
Mu Yanzhu will never forget the envy and hatred on her face when the front desk handed her the room key card.
In fact, even she herself was a little confused.
"presidential suite??"
"Yes, you must live in the best place."
Jiang Qingchi put his arms around Mu Yanzhu's shoulders and got into the elevator. When he arrived at the presidential suite, he swiped his card in and then leaned over to look at her.
"Okay, I want to be honest with you now."
"What?"
"I am a rich second generation."
"I know!" After all, if he can afford a bag worth 98,000 yuan, his family must not be short of money.
"Maybe... you have more money than you think."
In order to show off, Jiang Qingchi pinched his thumb and index finger several times.
"How rich are you? Are you Dad Ma's son?"
"Ahem, it's not that exaggerated. You should know Jiang Nian Group, right?"
“…”
Mu Yanzhu quickly realized that the well-known Jiang Nian Group had gone through drastic reforms and was finally going to last for generations.
She didn't know the depth of it, but from reading the news, she knew it was not easy for the company to develop.
"The incomparable and graceful Mrs. Jiang, and the unrivaled Mr. Jiang."
"Of course I know."
Hahaha.
Jiang Qingchi was happy and squeezed her cheeks.
"If you have a lot of ink in your belly, your speech will be different."
"So you are really their son?"
"Have you ever seen my mother? Isn't she considered to be a peerless beauty?"
"Not only is she stunningly beautiful, but she has beautiful bones and the skin of a fairy. Your mother is the most beautiful middle-aged woman I have ever seen."
"Ouch~"
Jiang Qingchi was so happy that he rubbed Mu Yanzhu's little face vigorously.
"You must say this in front of my mother. I promise, she will let you in tomorrow!"
"Don't be fooled by me, go home quickly—"
Mu Yanzhu pushed him away, but Jiang Qingchi studied her face, trying to see the displeasure on her face.
"Do you blame me for hiding this from you?"
"Fortunately, maybe because I have long accepted the fact that you are a rich second generation."
"So you're not angry either?"
"What's there to be angry about? Even if you don't tell me about this, I will know about it sooner or later. And if you told me earlier, maybe I will feel even more inferior. Now that I have said it, the timing is right, and it's not that difficult for me to accept. .”
When she said this, Jiang Qingchi was relieved and hugged her hard.
"Thank you, really."
If it were his previous girlfriend, she would definitely make trouble with him.
She would definitely ask him why she hid it from him, why he didn't tell her, and then have a big fight with him.
Although their family conditions are not bad, there is no need to worry about whether they are worthy or not.
"Then I'm leaving."
"Let's go, don't go home on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month."
"Then... call me if you have anything to do. My home is very close to this hotel."
"Okay, don't worry."
“…”
Jiang Qingchi found that almost every time they broke up, Mu Yanzhu was very straightforward and he was sloppy.
This was not a real difference, but he still felt afraid that she would run away and never see her again.
Before leaving, Qian Dingzhu and Wan Ding told the front desk that if anything happened to the guests in the presidential suite, they must call him.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang."
The receptionist was so envious that she felt so jealous because Mu Yanzhu didn't wear any brand-name clothes, so she probably wasn't a child of a wealthy family.
How could she be attracted to Jiang Qingchi? She has been at the front desk of this station for ten years, but she has never seen a rich second generation fall in love with her.
…
The next day.
The biological clock of seven o'clock made Mu Yanzhu wake up on time.
Put on clothes, open the curtains, and feel the bright sunshine. All the beauty of the morning starts from this moment.
Then I called my grandma and asked her how she was doing at her uncle's house.
The old man smiled and said that nothing happened and told Mu Yanzhu not to worry.
Before hanging up the phone, Mu Ran's voice came through the receiver:
"Sister, do you live with your brother-in-law?"
"No, I'm staying in a hotel, what's wrong?"
"Ah... why don't you live with your brother-in-law?"
"Why should I live with him? I haven't met him yet."
"Okay, hello feudal."
"You brat, take good care of grandma!"
"I know, don't worry about grandma's problem. In fact, I hope that when you come back, I can be your uncle."
Mu Yanzhu:? ?
You haven't even written your horoscope yet, and you're going to be called uncle?
"Why don't you want to be your great-uncle?"
Mu Yanzhu hung up the phone decisively.
After washing up, she wanted to go out for breakfast and take a look around. After all, this is the most developed central area in Ningcheng. If Jiang San'er hadn't called her yesterday, she wouldn't have known that Jiang Qingchi lived in such a luxurious area. .
As soon as he went out, Mu Yanzhu was stunned.
The young master sitting at the door had one knee bent and a slender hand resting on his knee in a lazy manner.
"Jianghe?"
As soon as he called him, Jiang Qingchi, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep, woke up.
He raised his head, then quickly stood up, looking up and down at Mu Yanzhu, "Are you okay? What's wrong? Woke up so early? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Mu Yanzhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I should ask you this, right? What's wrong with you, or did you sleepwalk here?"
"I came here two hours ago."
Two hours ago
"You came here at five o'clock?!"
"Um."
“What are you doing here so early??”
"I'm worried about you, in case there's a fire in the hotel, or a natural gas leak, or someone climbs through the window and sneaks into your room and wants to do evil to you."
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
She slept really well last night. She was not worried about whether there would be a fire or natural gas leakage, because she never touched the natural gas.
As for someone trying to climb into her room through the window...
This is over 30 floors up, who would climb out of the window without risking their lives
But looking at the dark circles under his eyes, she was embarrassed to say that she had slept too well, so she coughed twice.
"Actually, I slept just fine yesterday, I guess."
Jiang Qingchi liked hearing the second part of the sentence and touched her hair.
"Let's go!"
"Where to go?"
"Let's go eat first."
"Oh." Mu Yanzhu nodded.
Jiang Qingchi: "Then go to meet your parents after dinner."
"What??!"
"I said we should go eat first." Jiang Qingchi smiled mischievously.
"Not this sentence, the second half!"
She rarely lost control of herself and looked anxious, which made Jiang Qingchi feel cheerful in the morning.
"Wouldn't it be better to go meet the incomparable Mrs. Jiang and the unparalleled Mr. Jiang?"
"Classmate, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
She's not ready for that yet! !
This speed is too fast!
"Why are you lying to me? Chun'er told my parents yesterday that you came to see me. You can't blame me for this. I returned home after them."
"..." Mu Yanzhu's delicate eyebrows were like earthworms, squirming from side to side.
Jiang Qingchi stopped smiling, stretched out his hand, and smoothed the wrinkles between her eyebrows, as if she was sure.
"It's okay, my parents are really kind, it's true!"
“…”
What else could she say.
Is it still too late to buy a ticket and go home
…
At the same time, the Jiang family villa.
A guest came to the house. Shen Yuting, the old director of the Shen Group, came to Jiangbeiyuan for tea.
Three glasses of wine and two glasses of light wine, a game of chess, and an hour passed before our eyes.
"Dad, my brother should bring my sister-in-law back soon!"
Jiang Chunhe sat next to Jiangbeiyuan and took Jiangbeiyuan's arm.
The little girl is cunning, and it is difficult to tell the guests to leave clearly.
Shen Yuting raised her eyebrows, suspiciously, "Mr. Jiang's son, is he married?"
"Quanzi has a girlfriend. It's New Year's Eve and I'm really sorry that I won't let her have a meal." Jiang Beiyuan replied calmly.
"Yes, my sister-in-law came all the way here. She keeps a low profile and doesn't rush to follow the dragon and the phoenix."
Jiang Chunhe likes Mu Yanzhu very much. He likes her calm and calm personality, and she is very sensible. Her tutor is also good, so naturally she has to say good things for Mu Yanzhu.
No, you have to explain it in front of outsiders.
Yan Nian smiled at the side: "That little girl is observant of etiquette. Not many people can think like that nowadays."
Hearing this, Shen Yuting also echoed Yan Nian's words.
"Yes, there are many wealthy young ladies who are merchants and are known to be from scholarly families, but they are not as knowledgeable about etiquette as the daughters from poor families."
The Shen family is a scholarly family. Due to the family's exaggeration, Shen Yuting speaks in a literary style.
After saying that, he stood up with a knowing smile and said, "Since Mr. Jiang has guests coming to his house, I won't bother you."
Jiang Beiyuan also stood up, with a magnetic and mellow voice, "I didn't greet you well. Please forgive me, Mr. Shen. Please come back as a guest when you have time in the future."
"If Mr. Jiang is there, thank you Mr. Jiang for your warm hospitality. Sorry for bothering you."
After sending Shen Yuting away, Jiang Beiyuan answered the phone and went to the study to get busy.
Jiang Chunhe tilted his head and winked at Yan Nian, "Mom, you're pretty good at pretending in front of outsiders."
Yan Nian rolled his eyes at her angrily: "What am I pretending to be? How can I not be a little bit influenced by your father after being with him for so many years?"
Don't blame Yan Nian for choking Jiang Chunhe, she is resistant to the word "pretend"!
The mistakes I made in the early years were made!
"Slightly~" Jiang Chunhe stuck out his tongue playfully.
…
Soon Jiang Qingchi brought Mu Yanzhu over.
It was the first time that Mu Yanzhu saw such a luxurious villa. The decoration and furnishings were in order and spotless, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of orchids.
And along the way, there was a fountain outside the apartment building. The huge fountain bloomed like a flower at the hour, sparkling, and even a small rainbow could be seen above the fountain.
This is the gap between people.
Mu Yanzhu thought to herself.
"Hi~sister-in-law!"
Only Jiang San'er and Jiang Chunhe were sitting in the living room. Jiang Chunhe smiled and greeted Mu Yanzhu carelessly.
Mu Yanzhu's heart almost softened...
She is really a delicate, delicate, and gentle little girl. She is very beautiful, very bright, and has picturesque eyebrows. She is both delicate and lively. I don’t know who can be worthy of such a beautiful little girl in the future. girl.
"My daughter-in-law is here!"
Yan Nian came out of the kitchen carrying fruit.
He was reserved in front of outsiders, but he was not so reserved in front of Mu Yanzhu.
Smiling, he took her hand and sat down. Yan Nian's almond-shaped eyes were crescent, and he smiled and stroked Mu Yanzhu's hand.
"How old are you this year? I didn't even ask our Dachi."
"Auntie, I am 24 this year."
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm four years older than Da Chi. It's okay. I don't mind the relationship between brother and sister. It doesn't matter to me that my grandfather and grandson are in love!"
Yan Nian was afraid that Mu Yanzhu would think she was an evil mother-in-law, so Yan Nian hurriedly spoke.
Mu Yanzhu smiled sheepishly, "Auntie, I still want to call you sister, you are really cute."
"Hahahaha~ Ouch, I'm not that young either, so I'd better call you Auntie."
As long as others praise her, Yan Nian will be happy.
She is really well-maintained, with no gray hair or obvious wrinkles. Time has let her go without leaving many traces of vicissitudes of life on her face. It is true that time passes and beauty remains undefeated. of.
Looking around, I didn't see Jiang Qingchi's father.
Just as Mu Yanzhu was about to ask, the door diagonally ahead opened.
Light and shadow emerged one after another, shining on the man in the white shirt. The too dazzling golden light blurred the outline of his face, and only his figure could be seen, his well-proportioned and steady posture, his slender figure. , almost transparent colored fingers.
Mu Yanzhu squinted his eyes slightly and thought to himself, is this Jiang Qingchi's father
How could there be such a man, with the breeze on his sleeves, and how he could walk with a sense of antiquity? With each steady step, he almost split the dust invisibly, and with a decisive attitude, he suddenly showed off a touch of energy.
Light and shadow fade.
It was like blowing away the clouds to reveal his true appearance. When that unparalleled face appeared in front of him, Mu Yanzhu stood up from the sofa with a "scratch" and stared at Jiangbeiyuan in disbelief.
"This...how could it be you? Uncle Jiang?!"
The doctor who performed the surgery on her father back then, she only knew his surname was Jiang, but did not know his full name.
How many years have passed and I haven't seen him again.
I once went to the Central Hospital to look for him, but I heard that he had left the hospital and might never be a doctor again in the future.
That was so many years ago, and the memories come in time, making people feel confused.
Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding this sentence.
Not to mention Jiang Beiyuan, his three children all looked at each other.
San'er, who has always been shrewd, was rarely confused this time.
Yan Nian looked at Jiangbeiyuan and snorted,
"Okay, when did you give birth to such a big niece behind my back?"
Jiang Beiyuan patiently sat down in front of her and put his arm around her shoulders, "Listen to the child's explanation slowly, okay?"
Mu Yanzhu came to her senses and scratched her hair in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Jiang, I'm rude... You may have forgotten me. Twenty years ago, you saved my father. He had terminal lung cancer. At that time, all the doctors did not dare to operate. Only you persuaded him to operate. It is a great kindness to give my father a few more years of life, thank you very much!"
So that's it.
Everyone heard clearly. Jiang Qingchi turned his face and coughed several times.
He remembered that Mu Yanzhu had told him before that he looked very much like an uncle who was a doctor. Could it be that he was talking about his biological father at that time? !
Damn it!
In this deceptive little world, how did he describe himself at that time
The ugly guy with pus on the soles of his feet and sores on his head? … Can not bear to look.
Jiang San'er: "You have a cold?"
"You care about me?" Jiang Qingchi glared back angrily.
Jiang Chunhe leaned on the sofa, holding his cheeks with both hands, and blinked.
"Sister-in-law, do you sometimes feel inferior when you are with someone like my brother?"
"Chun'er, shut up." Yan Nian glared at her.
"Just ask~ I don't mean any harm."
Mu Yanzhu smiled and did not feel that Chun'er was rude. She stood up and bowed to Jiang Beiyuan first.
"Uncle Jiang, thank you for your kindness. I will never forget your kind deeds in my life."
"And Auntie, Uncle Jiang, don't worry, I am indeed far behind Jiang Qingchi now, but in the near future, I will use my actual actions to prove that I am not bad either."
"Well, my wife..."
Jiang Qingchi was so moved that sand filled his eyes. It was great. His wife finally no longer felt inferior or lacked confidence. He was so happy. If his parents hadn't been here, he would have hugged her and kissed her to express his gratitude. OK.
Yan Nian was also very moved, his eyes turned red, and he looked at Jiangbeiyuan.
"I just didn't have this awareness at the beginning. If I had, I should have said this to you!"
She also has low self-esteem...
Several times, I wanted to leave him because of low self-esteem.
Jiang Beiyuan pinched Yan Nian's chin and kissed her lips.
"Whether you are good or not, I love you."
Yan Nian pushed him away.
"I'm remembering the past!"
"Well, why don't you remember my kindness to you?"
Mu Yanzhu's eyes almost popped out.
This, why is this different from the cold Uncle Jiang that she remembered back then
Look at Jiang Qingchi, look at Jiang Jingming, look at Jiang Chunhe...
The three of them all had expressions on their faces like "It's not weird, I'm used to it. What's for lunch tonight and when will dad cook it?"
Mu Yanzhu was the only one who asked, "Where am I? Who am I? What did I see?".
…
(End of chapter)