The first favorite of sweet marriage: President, honey kiss

Chapter 417 All the photos...are of her long-ago boyfriend

Chapter 417 All the photos...are of her long-ago boyfriend

Xia Quan didn't hesitate, "Yes, I'll send it to you on WeChat."

"it is good."

Less than a minute after hanging up the phone, Xia Quan sent a screenshot on WeChat, which contained an address.

She stared at the address for a moment.

It doesn't seem necessary either.

When he first arrived in the imperial capital, he was the son of a driver. The salary of her father's driver is actually higher than that of ordinary employees, but the imperial capital is very expensive. Needless to say, how expensive the house is, even if it is a second-hand house, it is considered Not bad.

Although he wasn't his biological father, in her impression, that driver should have been nice to him, and it wasn't surprising that he kept the house.

More than nine in the morning.

Mrs. Zhang was cleaning the living room when she saw Hua Rong in a thin coat coming down with a medium-sized handbag.

"Madam, are you going out again today?"

"Well, my friend asked me to play."

"Then are you coming back for lunch?"

"No, at night, I may come back for dinner at night."

Mrs. Zhang nodded, "Okay."

Huarong drove out in a white Ferrari, and directly navigated to the destination with her mobile phone, and it took about an hour to arrive.

Fortunately, the community was relatively old, and the security management was not so strict. She entered easily, inserted the key into the lock, turned it with great difficulty, and the door opened.

It was quiet and dark, with a faint smell of dust floating in the air.

Huarong walked in.

In a small apartment of less than [-] square meters, all the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and the furniture was neatly arranged, as if it had been cleaned carefully, but after all, it took a while, so the curtains were covered. A thin layer of ash.

It was difficult for her to associate Jiang Yunshen with such a dilapidated and small apartment. Maybe they were not familiar with each other at that time. After his adoptive father passed away, her father sponsored his life and studies.

He spent most of his time in high school as a dormitory. During the winter and summer vacations, he lived in the servants' quarters of Hua's villa. He once helped her and Hua Zhijun with their homework.

He has been able to earn money to support himself after college.

Living room, dining room, kitchen, two bedrooms.

She entered Jiang Yunshen's bedroom——

There are bookshelves and desks inside, and even half of the books are placed on them. The desk lamp on the desk is also old-fashioned. The battery in the small alarm clock is dead, and the time has stopped at a certain moment.

Hua Rong smoothly opened the drawer.

She was even ready to take a look and push it back. Just as the force in her hand was about to move out, her sight touched something without any precautions, and all her movements stopped suddenly.

The drawer wasn't empty, it was full of random things, but they were all trivial, and obviously abandoned, but not thrown away.

In the middle is a very thick and large book.

She took it out.

The photos sandwiched inside slipped out from between the papers, Hua Rong was startled, and quickly knelt down to pick it up, but she was stunned as soon as she picked it up.

In the photo is a very young boy, very familiar.

This is...a boyfriend she had from a long time ago.

Looking at the smiling face on the photo, Hua Rong couldn't help but feel chills in this quiet and dark old house.

She picked up another one, still her boyfriend.

She picked it up one by one, and found that all the photos... were of her long-ago boyfriend.

She felt like she couldn't breathe.

But he stood up with them, and opened the book.

The familiar and unusual handwriting came into her eyes.

One more, please recommend a ticket

(End of this chapter)

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