As soon as Ji Heng's car drove away from the villa, Jiang Xiaoye saw a black car following from the car window, and couldn't help asking: "What's going on, is there anyone still going to go?"
"Ignore them."
Ji Heng didn't look back, and drove straight to the car.
Zhou Bo turned around from the passenger seat and winked at her: "Don't ask me, it's all a group of people holding Ji Heng's leg anyway."
Although Ji Daijun suppressed Ji Heng in public many times and openly made a gesture of remarrying and having children, at least before he started to branch out again, no one in Wanjun Group did not want to talk to the future chairman.
Jiang Xiaoye suddenly felt bored, and concentrated on nibbling on the vegetable burrito in his hand, because he got up late, the whole family, including Steve, had breakfast, except for her.
Steve watched as the beautiful burrito vanished between the mistress's lips and teeth, and he sniffed it only with his nose, and he really couldn't have an empty stomach to share the host's food.
As noon approached, the weather was getting hotter, and sitting in the air-conditioned car, he became more and more afraid of the dazzling brightness and steaming air outside the window.
The group gradually drove from the lively city to the sparsely populated suburbs, and when Jiang Xiaoye watched the monsters in the IAD game fall asleep, Ji Heng slowly stopped the car.
Jiang Xiaoye opened his eyes, craned his neck, and looked out the window, the long fence and towering green trees stood lonely in his sight, cutting off all curiosity and attention, Ji Heng and Zhou Bo turned their heads together, looking straight at her reaction.
Memory is not a perfume, take it out and spray it, you can smell the smell, whether it is grassy or flowery, strong or tranquil.
Therefore, the only thing Jiang Xiaoye could do was to look back at them inexplicably.
The driveway is winding, the summer trees are shady, and the cool greenery spreads overhead, resisting the heat for a moment.
Ji Heng's speed slowed down, if he changed to Zhou Bo to drive, he really wanted to observe Jiang Xiaoye's reaction carefully, and see if these familiar environments would evoke her memories of falling asleep.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiaoye pointed to the intricate roots under the tree and shouted, startling the two men in front of him: "Look, Squirrel" As if he understood the hostess's words, Steve excitedly threw himself on the window of the car, screaming at the little creature that disappeared as soon as he smoked it, and did not miss the opportunity to brush his sense of existence.
Ji Heng rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and under Zhou Bo's gaze of "It's a snake spirit disease", Jiang Xiaoye closed his mouth stupidly.
Coming out of the green shade, as if having a cool dream, waking up from the dream, the sun is still burning hot, the door of the Jiang Mansion slowly opens in silence, the golden door number shines dazzling and dazzling under the scorching sun, in a trance, Jiang Xiaoye has an illusion, as if climbing step by step from the bottom of the ladder to the high bookshelf, in the many blurred books, inadvertently open this book with a gorgeous gold cover, but the title page is blank, silently tempting to write.
Contrary to the modern atmosphere of the house with white walls and large glass walls, two rows of people stand straight and neatly outside, looking like a scene from an English castle movie.
"Wow, look at this pomp, it's like making a movie, rich people are rich people" Zhou Bo thought of the broken house he rented and the mean face of the landlord, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, completely forgetting that the string of luxury cars following Ji Heng's car was also magnificent.
Ji Heng ignored Zhou Bo, got out of the car first as usual, and dug out Jiang Xiaoye, who was lying on the back seat.
Steve jumped off the ground, jumped for a few moments, stuck out his tongue in the heat, and led the way to the house.
Zhou Bo got out of the car slowly, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that the people in the car behind him also got out of the car one after another, with serious expressions, such as mourning and approval, tie tightening, and suit don't stand up, constituting a different scenery in this hot summer, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: The so-called elite turned out to be sycophants.
The moment Jiang Xiaoye appeared, the two rows of well-trained people immediately bowed respectfully at her at 90 degrees, and said in unison: "Hello Miss Jiang."
With a twitchy smile on her face, she didn't know how to deal with it, and she simply stepped onto the steps in front of the villa, and the scorching sun followed her steps, casting a long and oblique shadow in front of the living room door.
Lin Dai wore a black dress, stood in this shadow, hugged a fat cat, and greeted people with a light smile.
Steve, who was at Lin Dai's feet, was unusual, pulling his neck with all his might and barking non-stop, while the cat hung its paws, flicked its tail, and looked at Jiang Xiaoye indifferently with a pair of amber eyes, ignoring the howling puppy.
"Shinoba, remember, little Kate" Lin Dai shook the cat's fat paws.
"What are the arrangements for Uncle Jiang's death day" Ji Heng held two bouquets in his hands, strode in, stopped at Jiang Xiaoye's side, and whispered to her almost unconsciously, "Follow me."
"I was supposed to go to sweep the tomb, but the weather was too hot and the journey was long, so I'm afraid that Shinoha would not be able to stand it."
"I know, if there is a next time, I hope to let me know in advance."
Ji Heng raised his eyebrows and rudely interrupted Lin Dai's words.
Jiang Xiaoye looked at Ji Heng with some surprise, the man's face was still handsome, but his complexion seemed to be bad, his expression was gloomy, and there were two dark circles under his eyes.
Lin Dai paused, her smile slowly faded, and her eyes turned a little red: "The chairman was not an old-fashioned person during his lifetime, and he never adhered to these ceremonies, although he went, but the most concerned thing in his heart was the well-being of Shinoha, so on a day like today, I got together to pay tribute to him, and told him that everything was fine with us, and that his soul rested in peace.
So, Shinoba, you have to come back often, and it can be regarded as a filial piety to the chairman. ” Short, sentimental words wafted through the bright and spacious living room, flickering softly with the hanging giant crystal chandelier, but reminiscent of the brief but brilliant fireworks at a candlelit wedding not long ago.
Zhou Bo plucked out his ears in boredom, and by the way, he observed a three-second silence for the suit elites who stood at the door and didn't dare to come in casually to blow the air conditioner. was thinking about why Li Zifeng didn't appear, and suddenly remembered that the timing was wrong, this was the death day of his wife and dead husband, and only when his brain was in the water, he would be involved.
The puppy barked a few more times, and saw that Kate was still wrapped around Lin Dai's arms like an otter, so she returned to the hostess boringly, and put her legs on her skirt to seek comfort, Jiang Xiaoye was about to pick up the puppy, and Kate suddenly stretched out two paws to her.
Lin Dai took advantage of the situation and put Kate into Jiang Xiaoye's arms: "It can't speak, but I can tell it misses you."
Kate "meowed" and rolled over, revealing her snow-white belly, and the bell around her neck rang crisply, counting as a response. gd1806102: