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"I like this job and I don't want to give it up."

After pondering for a long time, she finally answered tactfully. Xia Xi made a sound of confusion, but looked enviously at Le Yan's clothes: "Le Yan, Young Master Shen treats you so well. Look at the clothes you're wearing, they're all custom-made by Zegna, this shirt alone costs tens of thousands. If I were you, I wouldn't go to work and suffer!"

Huaiyan was in a trance. She had tried her best to choose the clothes that she thought were the lowest quality. How could she not have thought that there would be someone who would keep a low profile in a house like theirs?

She didn't say anything else. She just smiled and started to focus on her work. The atmosphere in the office became more and more tense. They were all young girls in their twenties, so they couldn't help but feel unbalanced and jealous.

No one called out to her at lunch time, and because she wanted to finish typing out the information, she didn't go out. When it was time for lunch time, she went out alone.

The company was in the old city district. She suddenly remembered that when she was very young, her family seemed to be living in the old city district behind this street. When she was young, she loved to eat the ice cream with coins that were placed in the old Wangtou general store.

Subconsciously, she began to walk in that direction. She was actually able to take a shortcut through a street that had changed greatly in appearance. She was familiar with the shortcut as well.

Although the old city was in ruins, the old houses and even the old trees by the roadside hadn't changed their appearances. The old granny who embroidered shoes under the trees to make children's clothes was still kind, and the children with long snot were probably the children of those naughty children from back then …

Huaiyan only felt that at this moment, it was like a time machine that brought her back to her childhood.

After moving away, she had never come back here. Although she wasn't far from the old house, she was too tired yet wasn't free, so she forgot about this piece of pure land.

She walked in silence. Sunlight was being filtered out from the leaves and gold was scattered all over the ground. She suddenly felt peaceful and happy. It was as if all the harm she had suffered in the past had disappeared.

"Little Huan Yan?"

Suddenly hearing an intimate yet distant voice, Xiao Yan raised her head and her eyes lit up. It was still the familiar metal grocery store. The ice cream machine was affixed to the beautiful decorations as it quietly stood there!

"Old Head Wang?" Ah … Grandpa Wang! "

Embarrassed, Huaiyan immediately changed her address and walked over with a smile.

"You look the same as your mother, I immediately recognized you!" The old man was overjoyed to see his old neighbor and spoke with a smile.

Hearing this, Huaiyan's eyes turned sour. She squeezed out a smile and said, "Grandpa Wang, I want a cup of ice cream."

It was still the same familiar smell. With the sweet and sour memories of her childhood gone, she felt the soreness in her eyes. The old man kept on talking about her childhood, which made her want to cry …

"I want to take you to my childhood … It wasn't far enough for two people to live there … Although I'm as small as a potato, but I have a lot of secrets … I like growing flowers … You should see my rose … It's taller than the eaves …" Little girl, why are you crying? "

The elderly took the handkerchief and handed it over in a flustered manner, blaming himself profusely for causing him to burst into tears.

She wiped away her tears absent-mindedly and filled a cup with ice cream, spinning it in an exquisite spiral. She lowered her head, scooped a big mouthful with a spoon and ate it with tears. Except for her childhood, her youth was not sweet.

"A strawberry flavored ice cream!"

The first thing she saw was a young boy. He was riding a bicycle, one foot on the ground, one hand on the handlebars, while the other grabbed a T-shirt to wipe the sweat off his face. The young man had a young smile on his face, the afternoon sun shining through the branches and leaving faint spots on his face, but it couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, a smile that was even brighter than the sun.

The smile on her face froze, and the ice cream in her hand gradually melted due to the heat coming from her palms. The ice cream had formed many droplets on the surface of the glass, like tears.

"Well, it's the same as the one in her hand. I want one too."

The boy opened his mouth again and smiled, revealing two rows of bright teeth. He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and handed it over.

"Young man, as long as you put one coin in, it will be fine!"

The old man said slowly as he opened the account book with his glasses.

"I don't have any change, so why don't you find it for me, grandpa!"

The boy frowned, his voice hoarse with thirst.

"Grandfather, I'll help him pay, right? It's not convenient for you to find money."

With a smile, she took out another coin from her bag and threw it in. She turned around and smiled at him. "You can take it!"