The atmosphere became cold for dozens of seconds, dozens of long seconds.
Jiang Lingyu opened her mouth to rescue her, "Come with me."
The structure of the Wen family is indeed very ingenious, grand and exquisite.
"When it was being renovated, I made a lot of comments."
Jiang Shu visited all the way and asked unexpectedly: "Do you know how to design?"
No wonder she offered to show her around.
Jiang Lingyu nodded, "When I was young, I knew a little bit about everything, but wasn't very good at it. This is one of my favorite things."
Jiang Shu was secretly shocked by these coincidences.
There is a tea garden in the backyard. The mountains of tea trees are hidden in the rain and fog, which is very spectacular. Before and after the Qingming Festival, special tea pickers will pick and make tea, which becomes the exclusive tea for the Wen family to entertain guests.
This kind of handwriting cannot be said to be extravagant, but it is very thoughtful and meticulous, and has a rare warmth.
"When I was young, there was a tea garden in the backyard of my hometown. He and I got our first pot of gold from tea. Later, our business became bigger and bigger. He didn't want to do these things with meager profits, but he always missed the old friendship, so he decided to do it.
The tea garden has moved here."
On the corridor, Jiang Lingyu and Jiang Shu stood together, looking into the distance.
There was a gentleness and exhaustion in her voice.
"You... and Director Wen have a very close relationship. It hasn't changed over the years?" Jiang Shu was curious.
Mentioning this, Jiang Lingyu's smile lines curved and she sighed, "People will change. In the end, this relationship will become a family relationship."
Jiang Shu shook his head, "I don't want to. Love is love from beginning to end. If it turns into family love, I don't want it."
"You are too naive."
Jiang Lingyu took her into an exhibition hall, which was airy and transparent. There were many treasures inside, all of which were valuable, but Jiang Shu's eyes fell on an old and yellowed painting.
The painting was an anime version of the villain, and the brushwork was very childish. It looked like it was drawn by a child. Jiang Shu could recognize it, "This is... Fu Shiyan?"
Jiang Lingyu sighed, "It was painted by Xiaoxiao before she got lost. It's a good painting. She's very talented. It's a pity."
"...Can I take it out and take a look?"
Jiang Lingyu handed her a pair of gloves.
Jiang Shu was too aware of her own painting style. Because it involved architecture, it would inevitably become cold and hard, but this painting was very soft. Even so, she could see slight similarities in it.
Her head hurts a little.
It was as if I had traveled through time and saw the little girl from the past sitting at her desk painting.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside. At the end of the corridor, a Shiba Inu ran in. He had sunken eyes and was a bit old. He threw himself into Jiang Lingyu's arms, and then stared straight at Jiang Shu.
She was startled, "This is..."
Someone quickly chased in from outside, "Madam, I'm sorry! Chili probably smelled you, and I couldn't control it."
Jiang Lingyu knelt down and touched the dog, "It's okay. How has Chili been eating these two days?"
"It's okay, but I'm always down."
Jiang Lingyu nodded, then looked at Jiang Shu, "When I was young, he and I were always on business trips. I was worried about Xiaoxiao's loneliness, so I bought her a dog. She loved spicy food, so she named her Chili."
"But then Xiaoxiao got lost and Wenjing was allergic to the dog's hair. The dog was kept alone in the backyard for more than ten years."
Jiang Shu listened and looked down at the dog.
Its eyes were watery, and it couldn't look away from her.
Jiang Shu's heart was beating very fast, as if he had touched fate...