Republic of China drama

That night, the servant girl sent a letter to Jiang Wanwan, saying that Miss San was waiting for her in the study.

All the books on the case were put away, and Gu Qingying was still standing by the window, but there was no shadow of Hardemen.

Jiang Wanwan approached her.

"The day after tomorrow is my father's birthday." Gu Qingying cut to the chase, "In the past two days, everyone in the house has been busy with work, including me."

Jiang Wanwan: "Third Miss, just get busy with things first."

"This year's birthday is grand, and we have to change three venues, and there are too many people." Gu Qingying paused, "So, I will wrong you to close the door for a day."

Jiang Wanwan shook her head: "I'm not wronged, now there are things to do every day, it's the same when you go out behind closed doors."

"Yeah." Lu Qingying leaned against the window, the night wind blew her temples into shattered hair, "Usually the rules have been established, and people in my wing don't dare to come easily. But it can't be guaranteed. There's something unexpected, I'm not here, Just figure it out for yourself."

In the end, her status was still inconvenient, she couldn't follow Miss San all the time.

Jiang Wan nodded wanly, her long eyelashes covering her lost eyes.

"The days like this won't be too long." Gu Qingying said, "I'll find a house and move out after I finish handling the business of the foreign firm."

"Then I..."

Lu Qingying looked at her with a funny face: "Do you want me to put you in the Gu family who cannibalize people?"

How can anyone describe their home like this...

After thinking about it, maybe the third lady didn't take this place as her home from the beginning to the end, but just stayed for a while.

"and also."

Lu Qingying lifted her chin lightly, pointing to a bundle of newspapers on the shelf: "Those are tabloids I've read in the past, they're not bad, you can read them."

Jiang Wanwan walked over to have a look, two hemp ropes were tied in a cross shape, and the words were densely packed in black.

She suddenly remembered: "Miss San was in the car that day, and did she read these newspapers every morning?"

"Hmm. There are some articles criticizing the current situation, and..." Lu Qingying's expression was a little unnatural, but it was barely visible, "You don't have to pay too much attention to the popular romance novels about love."

Romance novels are very popular, and the newspaper office has people waiting early every day, just to see the new content of serialized novels as soon as possible.

Sooner or later, Jiang Wanwan will know how to read, she is afraid that the girl will lose her mind if she reads too much.

"Okay, thank you Miss San." Jiang Wanwan said.

"And..." Lu Qingying waved to the girl, "Come here."

Jiang Wanwan liked that Miss San said "come here" to her, because only then, she had enough reason to be close to Miss San.

Lu Qingying lowered her head slightly, looked at the girl, and reached out to untie the single solid-color ribbon on her head.

The girl's dark black hair was profuse and thick, falling like algae and smelling like shampoo.

Lu Qingying conjured two printed silk ribbons from her cuffs as if by magic, gathered her hair into a handful, then wrapped it round and round, and tied it up.

"A lot of hair." Gu Qingying said, "It's very beautiful."

Looking down from Lu Qingying's perspective, the girl's earlobes were red, and her cheeks were faintly red, probably also.

She must have watched too much, or got too close, and she felt a little awkward after knowing it.

never had.

She suddenly remembered the appearance of Jiang Wanwan when she calmly sang "Although it is called Broken Bridge, the bridge was never broken" that afternoon, and she quietly went to the girl's yard in the morning to see that the girl did not roll her legs and somersaulted. I was sweating all over my body and didn't cry out that I was tired.

From the first glance at the Baihua Theater, she knew that this girl was definitely not someone in the pool.

She is a dusty jewel, and after wiping it carefully, there will be a surprise that can be remembered for a lifetime.

After the ribbon was tied, Gu Qingying quickly withdrew her hand, and handed the remaining two to Jiang Wanwan: "I saw these when I was shopping outside today, and I thought they were suitable for you, so I bought three."

Jiang Wanwan was immersed in the warm fragrance of the third lady just now, and she was in a daze, when she heard the voice, she hurried to pick it up, but her hand just held half of Lu Qingying's palm uncontrollably...

This time Miss San's palm was no longer cold, it was warm, real temperature.

"Yes, I'm sorry," her first reaction was to apologize hastily, "I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay." Lu Qingying deliberately teased her, "It's not a little girl, she would be shy if someone touches her."

Jiang Wanwan understood that she was teasing herself, so don't be ashamed for a while, for fear of being really embarrassing.

It’s just...

"Okay, it's time to go back." No matter what time, no matter how joyful the atmosphere is, Lu Qingying is always the one who measures it properly, and pours cold water down when the fire is not burning, "No matter what the outside world says in the future, don't take it." Go out and remember that if something happens, I will take care of it when you come back."

"Okay." After repeating this order to the third lady twice, Jiang Wanwan understood that she was protecting herself, and was a little moved in her heart.

The girl left, leaving nothing, emptying the whole room.

Lu Qingying lowered her head, looking at her right palm in a daze.

The place where the girl grabbed her just now was still soft and warm.

She hardly dared to admit that her heart skipped a beat the moment her hand was grabbed.

Gu Qingying didn't have much experience in this area, she just thought it was because she was too busy these few days, or she got too close to the girl, after all, this was the first one to take care of the old house.

There was a kind of emotional blockage, she couldn't go up or down, she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her chest, went to find Hademen on the table, and remembered that she had made up her mind to quit during the day and threw it away.

No luck.

Lu Qingying took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to get out of this kind of thoughts.

After working for so many days, it's time to wrap up tomorrow, but regarding this birthday banquet, she always has a feeling of uneasiness, as if something is about to happen.

Unpredictable.

Jiang Wanwan carried the newspaper that Gu Qingying gave her back to the wing room, and turned on Night Breeze to read it.

Although she can memorize the characters when she has nothing to do, it is a pity that she has learned too little time, and she can't recognize many basic characters that are commonly used. If there are more strokes, she has to be reminded.

No wonder the third lady only said "you can read and write", and the third lady also knew that Jiang Wanwan couldn't recognize all of these...

She couldn't wait to know what was written in the newspaper, but she could only ask Feng Xia...

forget it.

When Feng Xia talked nonsense with her during class, he would always mention Miss San intentionally or unintentionally, such as asking Jiang Wanwan how he met Miss San, and some interesting things about Miss San when she was abroad would be mentioned in his words.

It's like... showing off the time when Lu Qingying was abroad, the time when Jiang Wanwan was destined not to be able to participate.

Although Jiang Wanwan didn't mention it to others, she felt awkward after all.

The newspaper that Miss San had read, she was reluctant to let others touch it, and she was also reluctant to let people know that it was given by Miss San.

I wish I could hold it in my hand and regard it as a treasure.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan took out two more ribbons that Gu Qingying gave her.

Miss San's aesthetics is indeed unique, even the ribbons she picked are so good-looking...

Jiang Wanwan put the two ribbons on her chest, recalling over and over again how the man tied her hair, how to tie three thousand black silk... The ribbons were tightly attached to the heartbeat, and the beating was faster and faster, and she couldn't restrain herself.