Yan Xin unconsciously pressed his right hand against his heart, a trace of confusion crossing his handsome face. After about half a minute, he tilted his head slightly, his amber eyes fixed intently on the two people huddled together not far away.
The faint word "daughter-in-law" drifted in the wind, making his expression even more serious.
Yan Xin took out a neatly folded white handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to Lao Wu.
The fifth brother stared blankly at the young master's slender jade-like fingers, dumbfounded.
Yan Xin extended his hand a little further forward.
Lao Wu finally reacted, took the handkerchief, opened the door and got out of the car, then walked up to Guan Jibai in one go and nudged Jiang Chen with his elbow as a personal grudge.
"Here." Lao Wu glared at Jiang Chen, handed the handkerchief to Guan Jibai, and looked at him calmly.
Guan Jibai didn't notice the little gesture between the two people in front of him. He took the handkerchief very naturally and habitually wanted to wipe the corners of his eyes, but when he thought about her not admitting that she had cried, he felt a little embarrassed. Besides, at most her eyes were wet just now. Wiping them now would be too hypocritical.
wrong--
She is a very pretentious person.
He was almost influenced by the original owner's memories and almost became a serious person.
Guan Jibai looked at Lao Wu with wet eyes and symbolically wiped his face with a handkerchief. He could smell the unique fragrance of the handkerchief, which was like orchid and musk, which was very impressive.
Guan Jibai's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked at the car not far away. Unfortunately, the car's windows were tightly closed, and he couldn't see clearly inside.
Guan Jibai clutched his handkerchief tightly, his mind in a mess.
She couldn't mistake this scent.
This is the scent of Mr. Yan. Not everyone can afford this kind of high-end custom-made perfume.
She had only smelled it once when she first met Mr. Yan at the age of sixteen, and she had never forgotten it since then.
She had tried desperately to create the same scent, but failed.
But... would Mr. Yan be so kind as to give his handkerchief to someone else?
Guan Jibai forced himself to suppress the unrealistic fantasies in his heart. When he looked again, Lao Wu was gone and the car had also driven into the compound.
Only Jiang Chen is still there.
"Why didn't you return the handkerchief to it?" Jiang Chen stared at the white handkerchief in Guan Jibai's hand with a strange look on his face, as if he was staring at some ferocious beast.
He just noticed that Lao Wu wanted to take the handkerchief back, but when he saw the look in the young master's eyes, he got in the car and left without saying a word.
"I forgot." Guan Jibai put away his confused thoughts, unfolded the expensive handkerchief, looked at it carefully, and found that the hem of the handkerchief was entirely handmade, and the corners were embroidered with exquisite green bamboo.
Such exquisite embroidery is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even those who can afford it may not dare to use it in this way.
You have to remember that it was 1985, the year of reform and opening up, and everything was still being done by trial and error. It was unlike decades later when people were flaunting their wealth.
Nowadays, people emphasize not showing off their wealth. There are many rich people, but they are not yet so extravagant.
No, this is Huaqiao Road, and the people coming in and out are wealthy people returning from overseas.
Guan Jibai patted his head and felt that whenever he met the man he loved, his IQ would drop and he would become like a fool.
"What's your name?" Guan Jibai decided to put aside her beloved man first and pay attention to those men who would not let her force her to lower her IQ.
"I... my name is Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen felt uncomfortable again after being asked by Guan Jibai.
"My name is Guan Jibai, you can also call me Xiaobai, or Sister Guan."
"Huh?" Jiang Chen turned to look at her in surprise, "You're obviously younger than me, why do you want me to call you Sister Guan?"
"It's just an ordinary, normal name. People have called me that since I was a child. If you don't believe it, forget it." As long as she wasn't in front of her biological mother, she didn't have to maintain the original owner's personality. Of course, she would do it according to her own preferences. She didn't want to put herself in a difficult position.
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