Jian Yunnao looked up and saw the sweater Jian Yujie was wearing.
He looked familiar, so he turned around and glanced at his elder brother again.
I found that the sweaters they were wearing were exactly the same style, but in different colors.
It's not surprising that the two of them have the same style, but the sweater on the eldest brother's body was hand-knitted by Shiyun. Logically speaking, Jian Yujie shouldn't have a sweater of this style.
Jian Yujie also glanced at Jian Yunnao and his hand, but did not take the initiative to say hello to him.
Because he had previously heard from Ji Ming that Jian Yunnao claimed that Yiling's sister pushed him down the stairs and injured his hand.
If Ji Ming wasn't lying, then Jian Yunao was lying.
So Jian Yujie now has some opinions about Jian Yunnao.
Jian Yujie also noticed that the sweater on Jian Yuncheng was the same style as his.
There is no doubt that it must have been given by sister Yiling.
This one of his is not the only one, it has a little bit of a taste...
Of course, it was just a taste of it, but it couldn't cover up his joy at receiving the gift from sister Yiling.
Six people entered the old house at the same time.
When the old lady saw so many people coming in at once, she smiled and joked:
"What kind of day is it today? What kind of wind is blowing? Why did it bring you all to me?"
He Yan was the first to step forward, with a smile on her face: "It seems that my eldest brother, sister-in-law and I want to go together today. We all want to come and accompany our parents."
"It's good if you have this intention." Mrs. Jian said with a smile.
As she spoke, Mrs. Jian's eyes fell on Jian Shu'ai and Nuan Wen.
There was obviously something wrong with the couple's expressions, and they looked like they were hesitant to speak.
Nuan Nuan couldn't help but look around in the hall.
The old lady didn't tell the truth, so she asked the servants at home to invite a few people to sit down and drink tea.
Anyway, she, an old woman, has nothing to do with them. She can't do anything else except let the juniors drink tea, chat and admire flowers.
Mrs. Jian deliberately did not mention where Jian Yiling had gone. Jian Shuhui and Wen Nuan didn't know how to speak, so they could only sit down and drink tea with the old lady first.
Six people sat on the Chinese mahogany sofa, each with their own thoughts and expressions.
Jian Yunnao lowered his head the whole time, playing with his mobile phone with his uninjured hand and not talking to anyone.
Only He Yan had the strongest smile in her eyes, but she hid the smile at the corner of her mouth. She was not stupid enough to expose herself so obviously.
"Grandma, where is sister Yiling?" Jian Yujie didn't think much about it, so he asked the old lady directly before seeing Jian Yiling.
Hearing this, Wen Nuan raised his head suddenly.
Jian Yujie asked what they wanted to ask.
Jian Yunao's body visibly stiffened.
But he soon acted like he didn't care about anything.
Before going out, he promised his eldest brother that at least he would not lose his temper in front of his grandparents.
"She's out." Mrs. Jian replied unhurriedly, with a leisurely expression.
Then he picked up the teacup in his hand and tasted it slowly.
Her leisurely attitude was in sharp contrast to the warm couple Jian Shuhui sitting opposite her.
"Where are you going?" Jian Yujie asked again.
"Going to play with friends."
Mrs. Jian's words were like squeezing out toothpaste, squeezing a little bit and saying a little bit, but she refused to give it all at once.
"What kind of friend?" Jian Yujie quickly asked, "When did sister Yiling make friends? Male or female? Are they from their school?"
Jian Yujie suddenly became wary.
Jian Yuncheng next to him also frowned, displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he didn't show it as obviously as Jian Yujie.