"Hello, Xiao Han and I grew up together since we were little, you could say we were childhood sweethearts. We're about the same age, so you can just call me Sister Jiang."
Jiang Yuru smiled and extended her right hand to Tang Xingmi.
So this is Ahan's childhood sweetheart.
No wonder she and Ahan are so close, and they call each other by name so affectionately.
Tang Xingmi didn't know why, but she felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Jiang Yuru say that.
Out of politeness, Tang Xingmi extended her hand and smiled, saying, "Hello."
The two shook hands briefly and then let go.
"Xiao Han, this is a gift I specially brought back from abroad for you."
Jiang Yuru turned around, bent down and picked up a very exquisite black box from the coffee table. Inside was a black tie. With a smile, she handed it to Fu Xiaohan, saying, "Happy birthday."
So Miss Jiang also remembered Xiao Han's birthday. Oh right, I forgot, the two of them were childhood sweethearts.
It's not surprising that he remembered Xiao Han's birthday.
So, are the two of them very close?
Fu Xiaohan stared at her with icy eyes. "I appreciate Miss Jiang's gift, but my wife bought me the tie. It's not my birthday, so take the gift back. I'm very busy, so I won't give it to you."
When facing others, Fu Xiaohan remained as indifferent as ever, and his words were devoid of any warmth.
It can get as cold as you want.
Jiang Yuru's face stiffened after being met with a cold shoulder; she almost lost her temper.
However, she quickly composed herself, took back her gift, and said with a smile, "Okay, if you don't like it, I'll take it back."
She knew that Fu Xiaohan didn't like to repeat himself.
You can't upset him.
She needs to maintain her gentle side.
He was furious inside, but he still wore a smile on his face.
Fu Xiaohan didn't even glance at Jiang Yuru, put his arm around Tang Xingmi's waist, and walked out of the hall.
Lin Zichen just called and invited the two of them to go out for hot pot.
Tang Xingmi loves hot pot the most. When she heard it was the same restaurant as last time, she wanted to go eat there, so Fu Xiaohan went with her.
Jiang Yuru was left standing alone in the living room.
She watched their loving backs as they walked away, her fists clenched tightly.
Fu Xiaohan fastened Tang Xingmi's seatbelt and drove away from the Fu family manor.
After leaving the Fu family's house, Jiang Yuru threw the gift directly into a roadside trash can.
They drove off.
After she left, a man found the discarded tie in the trash can and carefully put it in his pocket.
She had been looking at this tie for a long time; no one else wanted it, but he did.
A black Rolls-Royce drives on the road.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Tang Xingmi said to Fu Xiaohan, "Xiaohan, that Miss Jiang from earlier, she's so beautiful and has such a great presence."
Just like the celebrities on TV.
Tall.
Unlike her, who is only 165cm tall.
Judging from the information, Miss Jiang was at least 1.7 meters tall, slim, and had a great figure with a curvy figure. Tang Xingmi was particularly envious of that kind of woman.
She looks like a career-driven, strong woman.
Fu Xiaohan suddenly asked, "You like her?"
"Yeah, I think she's amazing."
Fu Xiaohan said, "Don't like her, stay away from her."
The child is simple-minded and easily deceived.
That woman is cunning; she just gave him a tie in front of him, which was nothing short of stirring up trouble.
Goodness, you're such a silly little thing, you didn't even realize it.
Although she didn't know why Xiao Han said that, it was the first time she had met Miss Jiang, and she wasn't familiar with her. She didn't know what kind of person Miss Jiang was either.
Xiao Han grew up with her and should be familiar with her, knowing what kind of person she is.
Since Xiao Han told her to stay away from Miss Jiang, she would stay away; she would listen to Xiao Han.
Tang Xingmi nodded obediently, "Okay, I understand."
"Good girl~" Fu Xiaohan freed one hand and gently stroked her hair.
He then affectionately pinched her soft cheeks.
"Xiao Han, drive carefully and don't pinch my cheeks." Tang Xingmi pouted.
Xiao Han always liked to pinch her cheeks.
Her face was already quite chubby, and when he pinched it like that, it became even chubbyer.
Fu Xiaohan chuckled softly, "Alright, I won't pinch you. Drive carefully."
His baby face was soft and tender, just like that area, which he couldn't resist touching and always wanted to stroke.
The Jiang family.
Grandpa Jiang and Grandpa Fu were playing Go in the living room, engrossed in the game.
They are good friends and comrades-in-arms. They get along well, fishing, playing chess, exercising, and often hang out together.
Jiang Yuru returned home.
Seeing this, the butler hurriedly stepped forward to take her bag, saying, "Miss, you're back."
Jiang Yuru ignored him and walked straight past the butler.
She's always been like this, and he's used to it.
"Rou Rou is back!"
Grandpa Jiang was overjoyed to see his granddaughter and got up from the sofa.
Grandpa Fu also got up from the sofa, beaming with joy.
The two families are old friends, and Jiang Yuru can be said to have been raised by Grandpa Fu since she was a child.
He used to always stick to his grandson Fu Xiaohan like a shadow, never letting go.
Fu Xiaohan never said a word to her, always keeping a cold and distant attitude, never even glancing at her. He had always been like this since they were little.
It can be said that, apart from Tang Xingmi, Fu Xiaohan kept his distance from all other women and was extremely indifferent to them.
The safe distance was maintained quite well.
Jiang Yuru greeted the two elderly people briefly and then went upstairs.
In the bedroom.
Thinking about Fu Xiaohan's attitude towards her just now, which was completely different from that woman's attitude, she felt a pang of sadness.
His gaze remained fixed on that woman.
Jiang Yuru became angrier the more she thought about it.
Why should I?!
What makes that woman worthy of Xiao Han's love?
But she couldn't!
What exactly is wrong with her?
She was furious and pushed all the cosmetics off the dressing table to the ground, where they were scattered everywhere.
The maid carried the food upstairs.
I was startled when I heard the sound.
I almost dropped the tray in my hand.
What's wrong with Miss?
It seems inappropriate to go in now.
She prepared to turn and leave.
Jiang Yuru called out to him, "Come in."
The servant dared not disobey and carried the food inside, her steps unsteady.
"Young Miss, this is..."
Before the maid could finish speaking, Jiang Yuru stood up and slapped her hard across the face, her eyes contorted with rage. "Are you mocking me too?!"
The tray the maid was carrying slipped and fell to the ground.
I fell down too.
"Miss, I didn't, I didn't mock you."
The maid was so frightened that she immediately knelt down in front of her and kowtowed.
Jiang Yuru vented all her anger on the maid.
He slapped the maid's face several more times.
The maid was inexplicably beaten, and her face was red, swollen, and she was in great pain.
Jiang Yuru finally vented her anger.
"Get out!"
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