Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 52 Heavyweight Soy Sauce

"..." Jian Yunshang stared at him coldly: "It's better to leave!"

After finishing speaking, he opened the door of the restaurant and walked in.

Jiang Muchen smiled lowly, stepped on his heels, and sat down on the empty seat beside her.

All present here are Jian Yunshang's close friends who have known each other for many years. In addition, after the death of Aunt He's family, everyone didn't say anything on the surface, but they already tacitly agreed in their hearts that there was a relationship between her and Jiang Muchen.

Jian Yunshang couldn't speak, she couldn't taste the taste of a meal, it tasted like chewing wax.

However, the instigator had a big appetite, and served her a lot of dishes in a 'kindly' and considerate manner, as if he was the serious head of the family.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest!

At the foot of Xishan Mountain in Kyoto, there are patches of forests that have only sprouted new buds, bathed in the golden sunshine peacefully, full of vitality everywhere.

The Song family's white European-style villa is hidden among the green trees. From a distance, you can only see a few vermilion colored glazes on the roof.

In the piano room on the second floor, Song Yue looked unhappy, lying lazily on the rocking chair on the balcony, without even looking at Song Qingshan who was at the side.

Song Qingshan turned his back to her, and looked at the mountains and forests in the distance. There was no warmth in his calm voice: "I don't care about her affairs, and it's useless to ask."

Song Yue snorted, covered her mouth with her hand, and yawned sleepily: "If you don't help me down, don't worry about my affairs from now on!"

"Look at what you look like now!" Song Qingshan turned his head and glared: "The Jiang family will not marry a daughter-in-law who behaves dissolutely, you better restrain yourself."

"Brother..." Song Yue was taken aback by the anger emanating from him, she was stunned for a while, and then she smiled charmingly: "You just help me once. Jian Weiwei saved me, otherwise I wouldn't care Her life."

"No time!" Song Qingshan dropped two words coldly, and strode out of the balcony with long legs.

Song Yue pursed her mouth angrily, her eyeballs rolled around, she got up and followed out quietly.

She knew that Song Qingshan's laptop had secretly installed the tracking and positioning program of the Seventh Bureau of National Security.

Just enter the name of the suspect, and the database can immediately search where the person has been, who he has met, what phone calls he has made, and even what brand of tissue paper he used in the toilet.

Since Jian Weiwei was not a suspect, she was not sure if she could find out.

Stealthily followed to the stairs, seeing Song Qingshan went downstairs, she took off her shoes and slipped upstairs.

When she came to Song Qingshan's door, she pushed it and found that the door was unlocked. She took a deep breath and stepped in lightly.The laptop was quietly placed on the table in the study, and it seemed to be still on.

Song Yue was overjoyed, stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the mouse and pressed it.

The standby state is released, but a password is required to be entered.Song Yue frowned and was at a loss what to do, Song Qingshan's gloomy words resounded like thunder: "Get out!"

"If you don't help, don't help, what's the big deal!" Song Yue trembled in fright, and walked away angrily.

The door closed with a "bang", Song Qingshan walked to the desk with a sullen face, took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a set of numbers: "The original plan has changed, and the small fish of Jane's is temporarily abandoned, and the goal is to hold a jewelry exhibition at the end of the month."

Yubi hung up, entered the password to enter the laptop system, and erased the call history just now.

Later, when he called up Jian Weiwei's information, his brows gradually lowered.

It's been a week, leaving Jane's mansion, where will she be hidden...

A few days later, Mrs. He's head was seven, and the drizzle visited the capital again.

Jian Yunshang got up early, loaded the joss paper money prepared the night before into the car, and asked Jian Yunrong to go to the Cuihuashan Cemetery together, offering incense to the old man, and visiting her mother's grave by the way.

This move did not arouse Jian Yunrong's resistance. On the contrary, since he got in the car, he kept recalling the situation of his mother's life.

Jian Yunshang felt very relieved, with a calm smile on her face all the time.

Seeing her smile, Jian Yunrong carefully hid her uneasiness, silently looked out the window.

Qingming had passed, and there were not many vehicles on the road leading to the cemetery, so the black Land Rover following behind was particularly eye-catching.

Jian Yunrong looked at the rearview mirror in a daze, and then looked away with a smile.

Jiang Muchen really has a wicked heart, but if he really becomes his brother-in-law, it seems to be pretty good.

Jian Yunshang couldn't ignore the blatant follow-up.Pursing her lips to slow down the car, she put on the earphones and dialed Mozhen: "7 o'clock in the evening, the plan remains the same."

It's a good thing that someone came to make soy sauce on their own initiative. Once the status of the eldest son of the Jiang family is revealed, the realism of the scene should be more exciting.

Coordinated in the north of Kyoto, every spring comes later than in the south.

In the cemetery where the grass grows and the birds fly, dotted with emerald greens and black, white and gray tombstones, it is sad and full of new vitality.

Jian Yunshang parked the car at the entrance of the cemetery, unloaded the flowers and candle offerings, and walked up the mountain with her brother.

Jiang Muchen then got out of the car, squinted his eyes for a second, quickly chased after him, and took a large pile of sacrifices and incense candles from Jian Yunrong without saying anything.

Jian Yunshang glanced at him noncommittally, hugged the lily in her arms, and secretly quickened her pace.

In the delicate atmosphere, Jian Yunrong walked forward in silence, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he clenched his fists nervously.

He was young after all, the subtle changes on his face quickly caught Jiang Muchen's attention.

Although this kid has become much more cheerful recently, all the knots in his heart have not been untied.Jiang Muchen shook his head lightly, deliberately slowed down and called to him: "Yunrong, help me down."

"..." Jian Yunrong stopped in shock, and retreated slowly: "Brother-in-law, I..."

"Hush..." Jiang Muchen quietly made a silence gesture with Jian Yunshang on his back: "You are a man, no one in this world can defeat you, unless you are unwilling to stand up."

Jian Yunrong was stunned for a moment, the expression on his face relaxed, and he took the initiative to help him carry two of the bags.

The cemetery is tended all year round, so even in spring, there are not too many weeds.

Jian Yunshang put down the flowers, and raised her hand tremblingly to caress the photo of her mother.

Just yesterday morning, Xu Zhenting went to Jian's suddenly and solemnly returned some things his father had helped keep.

There are diaries written by the mother during her lifetime, as well as some property rights certificates, bank deposit certificates, and some valuable jewelry.In the year when my mother just passed away, all kinds of rumors were pervasive, and even things that disappeared could be told clearly and clearly.

At that time, I was young and didn't understand the sinister heart.I always thought that these rumors were deliberately created by Yu Ziying, so as to discredit her mother and facilitate her smooth entry into Jian's house.

Little did they know that the person who was really manipulating all this behind the scenes was the man she called her father——Jian Bonian.

(End of this chapter)