Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

    Jiang Yirou went upstairs, and under the watchful eye of Butler Wang, pushed the door into the bedroom. No matter what it is, as long as this family can stay, she won't think much about it.

    The Jiang family is peaceful and quiet, and the flowers in the garden are vying to bloom, welcoming the coming joy.

    The morning sun was dazzling and warm, Jiang Yirou returned to Jiang's house heartily, and found an unfamiliar blue pickup truck parked at the door, and several people from the moving company were transporting boxes to the house.

    Jiang Yirou walked to the door and probed her head into the living room. Except for the figure of Jiang's mother busy commanding, there were no other strangers. Is it just some small things that Jiang's mother bought?

    "Xiaorou, you're back? Go take a shower and change your clothes first, and I'll introduce you to you later." Jiang's mother's rosy face was restored to its original state, and she was no longer as awe-inspiring as before, but now she is a gentle little woman appearance.

    Apart from love, Jiang Yirou couldn't think of other ingredients that could make Jiang's mother mature and gentle.

    "Mom, is this someone going to move in?" Jiang Yirou asked in confusion.

    Mother Jiang giggled, and the corners of her eyes were full of smiles, "Yes, this family also needs a male master."

    What would the original body do? The person who quarreled with Jiang's mother in a veiled manner, and then hid in his bedroom with anger?

    Yes, Jiang Yirou also wanted to do the same. The person Jiang's mother brought in, she had never met before, nor had any contact, and even became the last person to know. She is also a member of this family, why doesn't Mother Jiang need to discuss it with her?

    Aha, it doesn't matter, she doesn't want to have the same inner struggle as the original body over such trivial matters. No matter what she said, everything here has nothing to do with her, and she won't have too many feelings.

    It's like playing a game, passing five levels and killing six generals, except that it is a live-action version, she can't think of any difference.

    It's just that there are too many bugs to deal with.

    "Then I'll take a shower first." Jiang Yirou went upstairs into the bedroom without looking back.

    Li Yuhua knows very well that over the years, the intrigues in the shopping mall have also taught her to understand the rapid changes, how can she not see Jiang Yirou's mind? It's not that he hasn't thought about discussing this matter, but she thinks that only by getting along can she truly feel the goodness and gentleness of this person, so she will let people move in on her own initiative.

    Seeing Jiang Yirou's worried expression now, she suddenly felt that she had done something wrong. She didn't play the role of a good mother in the first 20 years, is it too late now?

    "Yuhua." Li Yuhua didn't fall into contemplation, but was awakened by a gentle cry. When he returned to his senses, his eyes met a pair of tender black eyes.

    I saw that the visitor was wearing high-end casual clothes, and the luggage bag in his hand was also a famous brand in fashion magazines. His handsome face and strong body were many times better than Jiang Jun's.

    "Mr. Su, have you come here so early?" Li Yuhua hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, with her hands still free, and wanted to help the person carry the bag.

    "Didn't you say you should call your name at home? Why did you call Mr. Su again?" Su Yanggang pretended to be angry and reprimanded, but he didn't let Li Yuhua really carry the bag.

    Li Yuhua smiled like a flower, and she was only in her forties, she still had a graceful look when she put on Fendai, stroked her earlobe and broken her hair, becoming shy, "Okay, masculine. After you come here, it will be your own home. If you are wronged, you have to live here for a while. ."

    The author has something to say: Mr.

    Su? so familiar...

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