Jiang Beiyuan: "didn't you understand?"
"I see. I see. South Road, right? Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. I'll find out for you tonight! "
“……”
Jiangbeiyuan didn't reply again, and Li Suo cut off the phone.
The anger on his face, which was still covered with ice and snow, disappeared after Yan Nian came out of the flower shop.
Yannian opens the door and sits in the passenger seat.
The expression has no grievance just now, instead is relaxed and happy, "what shall we eat tonight?"
"Me."
He started the car and touched her head with his hands raised. His eyes and brows were spoiled and lazy, as if the man with scarlet eyes was just disillusioned.
He said without words, flicked his hand, "can you always be a little reserved?"
Jiangbei yuan smiled but didn't speak. He drove steadily. The ring of his ring finger on his left hand and the ring of her right hand reflected each other. When the setting sun shone on him, there was a different light.
Yannian looks out of the window.
It soon became clear that this was not the way home.
"Where are we going?"
"To see someone."
"Who is it?"
“……”
Jiangbeiyuan didn't explain, but sold a key to let Yannian guess.
The car stopped steadily near a tea house.
The third stage of Shuixiang tea house is quiet and fragrant, with a grand entrance.
Jiangbeiyuan seems to have made an appointment, so when Tongyan read in there was a special waiter to lead them to the upstairs room.
He took the hand of speech and recitation all the way. His fingers were folded tightly. The waiter on one side saw the scene.
I feel that this man loves this woman very much.
It can be seen from movement, expression, and the look in her eyes.
Yannian was pulled by jiangbeiyuan, wondering who he was going to take her to see.
The waiter pushed open a box at the end of the corridor called "Jin Junmei" and respectfully asked, "Sir, this is it."
Jiangbeiyuan nodded lightly and read in the same words.
Inside the box sat a man in a suit.
Plain appearance, wearing blue rimmed glasses, about 30 years old, saw jiangbeiyuan and hurried up, "Mr. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang, you are here!"
Jiangbeiyuan gives a man a look in the dark.
The man realized that his flattery seemed a little too much, and immediately pretended to sit down calmly.
Yannian looked at jiangbeiyuan and said, "who is this?"
Jiangbei yuanla sat down and sat beside Yannian herself. Then she began to explain, "Xu Guangjie is going to buy a house. Let me show him the house plan and decoration."
"But why do you want to show him his own house?" Words do not understand.
"He's busy with his work," Jiang Beiyuan shrugged his shoulders and said innocently. "I'm not busy with your husband now."
Yeah.
He's out of business now. He's on his own.
Is such a question of oneself indirectly stabbing the pain of jiangbeiyuan?
So I don't want to ask more questions.
The man opposite smiled and took out two business cards from his pocket and handed them to him.
"Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, my name is Liu. What kind of decoration do you like? Just tell me."
What kind of decoration do they like?
This fool.
Jiangbei Yuanmou shoots cold stars and looks at the past like a knife, which makes Xiao Liu quickly lower his head and silently wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Is he right?
Yan Nian didn't care much. He chose Xu Kuang Jie's house, not her house and Jiangbei yuan's house.