In the car, Yan Song carefully looked through the portion of Malatang in his hand. They were all vegetarian dishes.
Not a bit of meat.
No matter how you look at this menu, it looks like it was ordered by someone who has been controlling their weight for a long time to satisfy their cravings.
And this person, of course, couldn't be Lu Jing'an.
Is it really Huanong?
Yan Song thought so, took out his phone and flipped through Huanong's Weibo, starting from the Weibo in the past two years and continuing to the most recent Weibo.
Until I saw an abstract painting behind Huanong in one of his selfies.
If she remembered correctly, this painting was a painting by a great painter in the 1990s. It was auctioned for a sky-high price in Beijing and Hong Kong. It is said that many people wanted to get it, but in the end it was sold to a businessman who had not been seen much. Photographed.
But why does this painting appear in Huanong's house?
Could it be?
"Dad, I have something to ask you."
"What's wrong?" Yan Song couldn't wait to find Yan Kailai as soon as he got home. He stood under the eaves and watched him arranging his flowers and plants.
Since the company was acquired, Yan Kai has been playing with flowers and plants at home every day, realizing his dream for many years.
People who don’t have to fight with others in shopping malls and participate in various social activities, after taking half a year off, they suddenly feel more than ten years younger.
"Can I see who the seller is of a painting sold by an auction house?"
"The official website will leave a general destination, but it will not be stated clearly. However, the auction house will know the specific destination internally. Why do you ask?"
"Just curious for a moment."
"Why are you still arranging flowers and plants at this hour? Can't you do it tomorrow?"
"The weather forecast says the temperature will drop tonight. You have to move in, otherwise you will freeze to death."
"I'll help you."
The greatest advantage of Yan Song is that he can keep his composure. Even if he is eager to know the answer and his heart is itching, he can still resist the urge to find out and complete the matter in front of him first.
This is also the reason why Huanong didn't discover her until the end.
"L?"
"land?"
"Lu Jing'an?"
"If the person photographed is Lu Jing'an, then... why is he at Huanong's house?"
The next morning, Huanong sat on the bed and watched Lu Jing'an standing in the cloakroom, buttoning his shirt. His waist was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. He was strong and strong without any fat.
Just looking at it made Huanong greedy.
She propped up the pillow and slid it down. His unique scent was still in the quilt.
"Boss Lu, seeing you like this, I suddenly remembered something."
"Huh?" Lu Jingan tied his tie in front of the mirror and looked at Huanong who was lazily lying on the bed through the mirror.
"Broad shoulders and narrow waist are the best dowry for a man."
Lu Jing'an:..........
Halfway through tying the tie, Lu Jing'an stared at her with a half-smile, an evil smile on his lips, looking at Huanong with a feeling of confusion in his heart.
Seeing the man in clothes walking towards him step by step, Huanong had an ominous premonition: "What do you want to do? I am protected by my aunt."
"Sooner or later, I'm going to get rid of your auntie's tendency to flirt."
"Auntie will promote the release of estrogen. Maybe I only think you are particularly charming when you are here?"
Lu Jing'an laughed angrily. Being described as charming by a woman was not a good word.
"Come on, pull down the quilt and let's have a nice chat."
"I don't."
Huanong looked at him with her eyes open, blinking like a little fox.
Lu Jing'an glanced at the electronic screen on the bedside table, and was too lazy to talk to Huanong. He reached into the quilt and rubbed her belly. It was warm and comfortable, making her almost snore.
"I'm going to the company to hold a shareholders' meeting in the morning. I'll ask Jiang Yue'an to come out in the evening, and I'll leave Bai Yun to you."
"ok."
"Aren't you going to the set today?"
"Thanks to you, the director now treats me particularly favorably, so much so that everyone on the crew has a problem with me."
Lu Jing'an laughed: "Nong Nong, remember, you will be wherever your man sits. There is no need to compromise for some irrelevant people. They don't deserve it."
At seven o'clock, Lu Jing'an went out on time, and Huanong changed into yoga clothes and went to the yoga room downstairs.
The floor heating is on in the house, which is incompatible with the cold winter outside.
"Ma'am, ginger brown sugar tea, sir asked me to prepare it."
"Send it to the yoga room downstairs."
........
It gets dark early in winter, and days without the sun get dark faster. At five o'clock, Huanong went out on time, and when he arrived at the Jiangjia villa area, it was five-thirty.
It should be dark or not, and the temperature drops again and again.
Huanong sat in the car, staring at the Jiang family door.
About half an hour later, I saw someone moving in the bedroom yesterday. When I saw someone walking to the window to close the curtains, Huanong asked Chen Shi to press the horn, sat up straight, and slowly lowered the window.
The person standing by the bed was attracted by the sound of the horn and was about to look away.
Huanong's face appeared before his eyes.
Even from a distance, Huanong could see the shock and surprise on Bai Yun's face.
In just a moment, she saw the lights in the room were turned off.
It took about ten minutes for people to walk to the car.
"Miss Hua."
"Miss Bai, if you don't mind, can you get in the car?"
"Excuse me."
As soon as Bai Yun got in the car, Chen Xi drove out of the villa area and stopped in the courtyard of a private teahouse not far away.
In the tea room, the heating was turned on. Hua Nong took off his coat and was only wearing a black knitted turtleneck sweater. Her long hair was tied behind her head. She looked like a classical beauty, which was eye-catching.
Bai Yun looked away, and while Huanong was holding the pot and pouring tea, she spoke softly: "Miss Hua is indeed the most beautiful woman in Beijing and Hong Kong."
"Miss Bai doesn't just want to tell me this, right?"
After pouring the tea, Huanong leaned on the back of the Taishi chair, holding the tea cup with his fingertips and looking at the person opposite: "The Jiang family is not big. I walked down from the master bedroom on the second floor and walked through the living room to the roadside. I walked very slowly. Minutes, as fast as one or two minutes. But I waited for Miss Bai for more than ten minutes when she came down tonight. Can I guess that someone in the Jiang family is watching you and not allowing you to interact with the outside world? Miss Bai came down today Did he sneak out through the back door?"
"Miss Hua is indeed very smart."
"I'll make a long story short, if Miss Hua and Mr. Lu want to overthrow the Jiang family, I can help."
"Reason?" Huanong asked.
"One of the two children of the Jiang family is not biological. The Jiang family all thought it was Jiang Qiming, but in fact it was not..."
Huanong's lazy posture froze slightly.
"Jiang Yue'an?"
"yes."
"Why did Miss Bai tell me this?"
Bai Yun was silent for a while. Her long, straight black hair covered half of her face, making it difficult for Huanong to see her expression. It took a long time, as if she struggled for a long time, before she spoke.
"I am Jiang Qiming's girlfriend. I accidentally learned this secret. Jiang Yue'an drugged and raped me in order to drag me into trouble! He raped me and let the Jiang family catch him in bed. I was forced to marry Jiang Yue'an helplessly."
"In these years, Jiang Yue'an has been sending people to watch me, semi-imprisoning me, not allowing me to contact the outside world, let alone contact anyone in the Jiang family in private, for fear that I will reveal this secret."
