Chapter 100: Letter to My Wife (8)

Jiang Shiyue was holding a silk umbrella, walking leisurely as if she was enjoying the scenery.

The rain was as continuous as fine threads. Even with the protection of the umbrella, Jiang Shiyue's shoulders were inevitably wet. The slight coolness penetrated into the skin through the wet clothes, and the coolness became even stronger.

But Jiang Shiyue seemed not to notice it and did not move the umbrella at all, even letting the rain soak his clothes.

Because she saw Young Master Cheng taking shelter from the rain in a pavilion not far away, and he seemed to be holding a stack of photos in his hand, looking at them carefully.

Jiang Shiyue curved her eyes, waved her silk umbrella, and walked directly towards Young Master Cheng, her gaze falling naturally.

"Master Cheng, is this a photo? Can I see it? I haven't seen the photo yet." Jiang Shiyue spoke embarrassedly, her voice a little nervous.

Young Master Cheng did not comment. He smiled gently and handed the photo directly to Jiang Shiyue: "Actually, I seldom take photos on weekdays, but this time, Ziyu and I agreed to exchange photos, so I wanted to choose one. If Miss Xiuxiu has time, she can also help me with some advice."

Jiang Shiyue smiled shyly and looked at the stack of photos in her hand.

In the black and white photo, the face doesn't seem that clear.

Seeing this, the sense of oldness of time finally hit me completely.

Jiang Shiyue pulled out a photo from a stack of photos.

This is a group photo, probably taken many years ago, and the corners are even a little worn.

Next to the tall and graceful Young Master Cheng stood the beautiful Miss Cheng.

The girl is wearing a slim little jacket and lowers her head shyly.

The young man was wearing a blue shirt and a long gown, with gentle features.

And on the back of the photo, there was a string of foreign words written in pen.

Jiang Shiyue's eyes widened with curiosity, as if she wanted to ask but didn't dare to. She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "What does Master Cheng mean by this?"

Young Master Cheng slowly took the photo and looked at it with his eyes down. He smiled slightly and explained patiently, "This was taken on my younger sister's birthday last year. It was nothing more than wishing her a happy birthday."

Jiang Shiyue nodded as if she understood, and smiled: "Master Cheng, you are really amazing. You can even understand foreign words. To me, they are just ghost paintings."

Young Master Cheng seemed amused, with a helpless look on his face. But at this moment, a servant suddenly came running over and whispered something in his ear. He stood up and smiled apologetically at Jiang Shiyue: "Miss Xiuxiu, if you feel bored, ask the servants in the mansion to accompany you for a walk. I have something else to take care of, so I will leave you alone for now."

Jiang Shiyue: "You are busy. I won't bother you anymore."

Looking at his leaving back, Jiang Shiyue sighed.

Learning is indeed an investment that is sure to make money.

What happy birthday? That's just a joke for fools.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

You are more lovely and gentle than the hot summer.

Think about it, think about it carefully, this is not just Miss Cheng's wishful thinking, I'm afraid it's a mutual love between the two.

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What's going on with Miss Tzuyu?

Is this just a story about a heartless man? Jiang Shiyue walked away from the pavilion slowly, holding an umbrella.

Soon she stopped again, she stopped at the corner, completely hiding her figure.

She heard a young girl sobbing softly.

(End of this chapter)