After half a year of marriage, Rong Jing and Su Yinwan never lived together, always living separately.
In the eyes of the Rong family, Su Yinwan was gentle and graceful, a competent Mrs. Rong...
"cheers."
"cheers."
The three raised their glasses, clinked them together, and downed them in one gulp.
"Yu Bai, how long do you plan to stay this time?"
Yunhe asked while eating the fragrant peanuts.
"It'll be four or five days. I'll come back to fix the old house and visit my grandma. I haven't chatted with her in a long time, and she's probably going to be upset with me."
Jiang Yubai shook the wine in his hand and smiled bitterly.
Counting the time, from being sent abroad by his nominal father for two years to returning to Chengdu for the past six months.
It has been almost three years since he returned to Beicheng.
Finally, I managed to secure a big deal for the Jiang Group at work.
Jiang's father was so pleased that he agreed to let him return to Beicheng.
“Then when you go to pay respects to Grandma, invite us along,” Su Yinwan said gently, looking at him.
"good."
"Luckily it hasn't rained these past two days, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stay in the old house."
Yunhe thought of her grandmother's old tile-roofed house, which was very dilapidated.
That was the oldest tile-roofed house in town, and even the courtyard wall had collapsed.
The roof tiles were constantly patched up and were in a terrible state.
"It doesn't matter. Even if it rains, I can still stay here. I've always managed like this."
Jiang Yubai has lived in this kind of house since he was a child.
When it rained, the house would leak, and he and his grandmother would carry plates around to catch the water.
When the wind blows, the tiles will be blown to the ground and crack, letting in cold air from all directions.
His grandmother would always hug him tightly and give him her own blanket so he wouldn't get cold.
In his memory, his grandmother was the best person in the world to him.
He secretly vowed that when he grew up, he would do his best to give his grandmother the best life.
If it weren't for them, Grandma wouldn't have died.
His dark eyes burned with intense hatred.