Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

"I heard from my father that my mother was both talented and beautiful when she was young, and she was a natural manager." Jiang Wenxuan smiled and echoed.

"Yeah, I'm not afraid of your jokes. When your mother was still in the company, most of them supported her to inherit the company. Your grandparents said that I was inferior to her, and I was born with an elm head."

The man couldn't help recalling those scenes back then, with a gentle smile on his face, as if his own sister was right in front of him now.

Especially when he saw Jiang Wenxuan's face, it was as if that smiling little girl had reappeared in front of him.

"Uncle, tell me more about those things when my mother was young."

The more he heard the man miss the past, Jiang Wenxuan couldn't help but want to know.

Since his mother left, Jiang Heting never mentioned it. No one told him about it. Sometimes he felt that his mother was just a dream.

"We have kept your mother's office all the time, and all the things are still there. We have moved all of them here. I will take you to see her original records."

Hearing this, the man's mind flashed, and he immediately said to Jiang Wenxuan.

The two came to Jiang Wenxuan's mother's office, opened the door and walked in, as if they had come 30 or [-] years ago. The quaint atmosphere made one unable to help but calm down, not daring to let out the atmosphere.

"Look, it's still the same as before, these things are still there."

The man took out one of those old notebooks.

Opening the book, the beautiful fonts in it appeared in front of them.

"She is serious, talented, and willing to work hard. She always says she wants to help your grandparents share the burden."

As Jiang Wenxuan watched, the man explained the notes and documents to him.

"This is the first case she has just come to the company to take charge of. She has been very pleasant to cooperate with. It is also through this case that she has won the approval of the company's directors."

In the man's words, Jiang Wenxuan seemed to have returned to that sunny afternoon, his mother was holding the materials and talking to the crowd.

She should be flamboyant, confident, and have a bright smile on her face.

"There are still photos here. This is a group photo of the two parties after the meeting."

Just as he was talking, the man took out a photo from the side shelf and handed it to Jiang Wenxuan.

Looking at his mother's smiling face in the photo, Jiang Wenxuan missed her even more.

Unconsciously, she has been away for more than ten years, and she has been depressed for more than ten years.

"How about it, doesn't it look very kind?"

Seeing the smile on Jiang Wenxuan's face, the man asked with a smile.

"Well, are there any other photos?"

Jiang Wenxuan raised his head and looked at the man expectantly.

"Yes, it's all here."

As the man said, he pulled out a photo album over there and handed it to Jiang Wenxuan.

When he married Jiang Heting, Jiang Wenxuan's mother never went to work, so Jiang Wenxuan never saw his mother working.

This time, looking at these different mothers, Jiang Wenxuan was very excited.

He looked through the photo inside and out, and the high-spirited woman was finally gone.

"If my mother hadn't left the workplace, I must have been able to work under him."

Jiang Wenxuan couldn't help thinking about it, and there were some beautiful pictures in his mind.

"Maybe, but she is very strict. I don't know if you can stand her discipline."

Saying that, the man laughed out loud.

"dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, the man turned his head and saw the assistant walking towards him.

"President, your call is from the old president."

"Hey"

"Wenxuan, where is it now? We're already home, why aren't you here?"

Over there, an old man's eager voice came out.

Hearing this, the man looked at Jiang Wenxuan beside him, and quickly replied: "Yes, by my side."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wenxuan gestured to the man with his eyes, and answered the phone.

"Grandpa."

In his life, the old man over there was silent for a while.

After a while, the voice came from there again, and there was still a little tremor in the words.

"Wenxuan, come back quickly, grandpa is home."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Jiang Wenxuan glanced at the man, and hurriedly said to the other side.

"Okay, grandpa and grandma are waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wenxuan looked at the photo album in his hand.

"Uncle, I want to take the photo album back."

Seeing the longing in his nephew's eyes, the man agreed without thinking.

"Of course, if you want, you can take it back. However, you have to give me the photos first. I want to make a copy. Some photos don't have negatives."

"Uncle, thank you."

Jiang Wenxuan bowed to the man sincerely, his eyes were slightly red.

"Okay, let's go, my parents are still waiting, they must be very happy to see you."

The two of them went straight home without stopping.

"Wenxuan, my grandson."

As soon as their car drove into the yard, they heard the old voice outside.

In the car, Jiang Wenxuan felt a little uneasy in his heart. He hadn't seen them for many years, and he didn't know what happened to them.

When he got out of the car, he saw two old people looking at him expectantly, Jiang Wenxuan was a little moved.

"Grandpa and grandma."

He made two steps with one stroke and hurriedly walked over there.

"Aiyo and Yanyan look more and more alike now."

The two old men looked at Jiang Wenxuan, as if they were looking for the figure of their own daughter on his face.

"Growing up, I'm taller than my grandfather now."

Grandpa Jiang Wenxuan looked at his tall and straight grandson and said with emotion.

"Mom and Dad, let's go in first, Wenxuan just arrived today, it's not good to always stand there."

Seeing the three people standing at the door, the man couldn't help urging them.

"Look at me, I forgot, Wenxuan, how are you? Are you tired after flying all day?"

Jiang Wenxuan's grandma looked at the dark spots in Jiang Wenxuan's eyes, and hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

"Come on, let's go first."

Several people entered the room together, and since the two old men saw Jiang Wenxuan, their eyes never left him.

"How have you been in China these years? Did your stepmother do anything to you?"

While talking about the topic, Liu Bili was brought up. They knew everything about Jiang Heting's concubine again.

"No, she doesn't dare to do anything." Jiang Wenxuan thought of Liu Bili's face, sneered, and shook his head.

"That's good. I'm really afraid that she will attack you. I warned Jiang Heting when he was looking for his little wife and let him weigh it clearly."

Thinking of the phone call Jiang Heting made with Liu Bili back then, Jiang Wenxuan's grandmother became anxious.

When I married my own Yanyan, I vowed to love her forever, but in the end, I continued.

"It's okay, I'm not someone she can bully, grandma, don't worry."