Jiang Xuecheng said it lightly, but Su Wan didn't dare to deal with the matter casually.
Su Wan had just married into the Jiang family. Mr. Jiang’s 70th birthday must be celebrated in a grand manner, so she should carefully consider what gift to choose.
Things like gold, silver, jade and other stones are definitely not something that Mr. Jiang would like.
Maybe I should come up with some unique ideas that won't be repeated by others.
…
In a blink of an eye, many days have passed since Jiang Xuecheng was discharged from the hospital, and Mr. Jiang’s birthday party is getting closer and closer.
In June in S City, cicadas are calling tirelessly on the branches. The scorching sun covers the earth, and pedestrians can only feel a little shade in the shade of the trees on the street.
Sheng Anning's long hair was cascading down, and she was wearing a fresh light yellow long dress, the latest style of Chanel summer wear. She lowered her head and glanced at the limited edition Vacheron Constantin watch on her wrist.
It's almost time for lunch...
Sheng An Ning's left hand, which was carrying a lot of bags, suddenly clenched a little, and she frowned - was she going to have lunch alone
In fact, Sheng An Ning went out today with the intention of asking Jiang Haoxuan to go with her to see if there was anything she could give to Mr. Jiang as a birthday gift.
However, Jiang Haoxuan, who always listened to Sheng Anning, actually declined to go, saying that he had something else to do.
Sheng An Ning stood at the traffic light, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
I don’t know what happened recently, but Sheng Anning could feel that Jiang Haoxuan’s attitude towards her was becoming more and more perfunctory.
In the past, if she said east, Jiang Haoxuan would never dare to go west. Even if Jiang Haoxuan had other things to do, he would put Sheng Anning's matter first.
In the past, Jiang Haoxuan would take the initiative to look for Sheng Anning, but now things are completely the opposite!
Even though Sheng Anning personally invited him out to play, Jiang Haoxuan actually refused!
This man who was devoted to her seemed to be suddenly bewitched and became indifferent to her.
Sheng An Ning bit her moist red lips and suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.
And the most terrifying thing is that Sheng An Ning didn't know why Jiang Haoxuan had such a change, and he became cold to her without saying a word.
Sheng An Ning pinched her fingers irritably, she scanned the busy road in front of her, and finally stretched out her arm to stop a taxi.
Soon, a gray-blue taxi stopped, and Sheng Anning opened the door and got in without thinking.
"Master, I want to go..."
Before Sheng An Ning could finish his words, he suddenly felt the other party start the engine, drive straight through the traffic light, and turn to the right.
Did she get on a black car? !
Sheng An Ning was shocked and felt the hairs on his back stand up.
"Stop the car, stop the car! I want to get off!"
Sheng Anning wanted to shout without thinking, but suddenly heard a cold male voice in front of her
"Ms. An Ning, now that you're already in the car, just sit there until you reach your destination. Why are you so excited?"
Perhaps because of her vocal music training, Sheng Anning has a strong ability to distinguish people's voices. She almost subconsciously recalled a not-so-good memory.
"Are you Mr. Chen's driver?"
Sheng An Ning clenched her fists, and her beautiful eyes suddenly widened.
She looked forward and saw that the other person was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses on his nose, almost covering half of his face.
"That's right. Mr. Chen missed Miss Sheng a little, so he asked me to take you to see him."
The driver's cold voice rang out in the narrow compartment, causing Sheng Anning's breathing to stagnate and the veins on his forehead to throb.
Who is this Mr. Chen
Sheng An Ning had only met the other person once, and that couldn't even be considered a meeting.
The other person was covered tightly, his appearance and figure were completely concealed. Whenever I think of him, the only word left is mysterious.
…
It was still the same deserted and secluded courtyard as last time, spooky and creepy.
The grape vines in the courtyard were growing wildly. Sheng An Ning stood under the grape vine rack and saw a man sitting on a chair next to a stone table from a distance.
Across the river of green grape vines, Sheng Anning's heart tightened.
In fact, she was very curious about Mr. Chen.
If she hadn't been contacted for a long time, she would have forgotten about the other person. But once this person appeared, it would be like a chain reaction, stirring up many waves.
Mr. Chen was still sipping tea so leisurely, and his movements were far more elegant than some of the powerful young men Sheng Anning had met.
"Miss Sheng, long time no see."
The other person's voice was surprisingly hoarse, even hoarse than that of a man in his seventies or eighties.
Sheng An Ning frowned slightly. She had thought that she and Mr. Chen were half allies, but this time she was abducted without any warning. She couldn't help feeling unhappy.
"Mr. Chen, what do you mean? I thought there was no need for us to keep in touch anymore."
Hearing Sheng Anning's slightly angry words, Mr. Chen curled the corners of his lips.
"Miss Sheng, are you angry? I thought my presence would make you happier."
As Mr. Chen spoke, he calmly raised the teacup in his hand and took a sip slowly.
"Why shouldn't I be angry? I did everything you asked me to do, even cutting my wrists! There are still ugly scars on my hands!"
The more Sheng An Ning thought about it, the more unwilling she felt. She raised her slender arm, and sure enough, a light-colored scar appeared on it.
Because Sheng An Ning's cut was not deep, the scar was not hideous, but it looked somewhat out of place against her jade-like complexion.
Sheng An Ning bit her red lips tightly, and a fierce light flashed under her lowered eyes.
"Mr. Chen, I have given my sincerity, but look at the result! That bitch Su Wan is living a carefree life without any impact at all, but I am the one who lost the stage I loved so much and am living such a humble life!"
As she spoke, Sheng Anning couldn't help but raise her voice a little, and her originally soft tone became sharp and piercing.
Mr. Chen smiled when he heard this. He raised his eyes casually and commented on Sheng Anning's outfit.
"Miss Sheng, look at what you are wearing, wearing, and using. Which one is not a limited edition of a famous brand? If you call it a humble life, you will be laughed at by everyone."
Sheng An Ning was choked by Mr. Chen's words, and her face turned cold, and a bit of annoyance appeared on her beautiful face.
"Mr. Chen, what exactly do you want to tell me today? If you just want to make me unhappy, then why did you come to me with so many people?"
Mr. Chen put down the teacup in his hand, and there was a faint spark of light dancing in his deep eyes.
"Of course I'm here to help you."
"You help me? Heh—"
Sheng An Ning took a deep breath and couldn't help but sneer.
"Miss Sheng, have you ever thought about this: if Jiang Haoxuan marries someone else one day, will your food, clothing and daily expenses still be the same as today?"
Soon, Sheng An Ning couldn't laugh anymore.
(End of this chapter)