Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Gift
When they arrived at their destination, Wen Yao took Jiang Yue to the fifth floor of a shopping mall.
Jiang Yue saw it when they were in the elevator. The fourth floor was for restaurants and food, while the fifth floor only had video games, children's toys, etc. But seeing that she had a mysterious look on her face, he didn't say anything and quietly followed her up to the fifth floor.
Sure enough, Wen Yao was not surprised to see the video game arcade. She continued to lead him forward, her eyes quickly scanning the surroundings, not knowing what she was looking for.
Later, Jiang Yue saw a military model store at a glance.
At that moment, something seemed to hit his heart, causing it to tremble suddenly, like a piece of ice quietly melting into water.
When he was a child, he was extremely obsessed with military models. He wanted to take all the models home and even fantasized about becoming a soldier. But he knew that his mother didn't like him playing with these models, and he also knew that his grandfather wanted him to spend more time on studying. So he hid it silently and restrained himself, as if he only had a little interest in it.
Later, when he grew older, his grandfather and mother had higher expectations of him, and his self-control also became stronger, so he began to lock up his military model toys and stopped playing with them.
When he grew up a little, he was busy studying finance, management and various languages, and he forgot about this hobby. Now when he suddenly saw this military model shop, it was like seeing his first love ten years ago.
He didn't know what it felt like to see his first love, but now he felt that he had experienced it.
Wen Yao also spotted the shop and immediately said, "Yes, right here!" She pulled him in by the arm and pointed at the models inside, saying proudly, "Pick anything you want. It's on me. This is a gift to celebrate your victory today!"
Jiang Yue was surprised. He remembered that he had never told her that he liked military models before, nor had he heard her mention it so that she knew about it.
"When did I say I liked this kind of thing?" he asked.
Wen Yao was stunned and asked uncertainly, "You don't like it? Did I guess wrong?"
Sure enough, she didn't know. Jiang Yue asked her: "Do you think I like these?"
Wen Yao leaned closer and lowered her voice, "I spent the afternoon refining your character. I thought you had some entertainment when you were a kid, and I guessed you would like this kind of thing, wouldn't you?"
Jiang Yue didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly. She asked again: "So what do you like?"
He took a step forward and gently touched the light blue fighter jet on display in front of him. It was more advanced and had a more industrial aesthetic than the series he liked as a child, but it was a model he was completely unfamiliar with, not even which country it belonged to.
"Do you have any fighter planes from the Royal Air Force series from World War II?" Jiang Yue asked the shop owner.
The boss pointed to the bottom shelf of the last row and said, "They're all over there. The new series are still selling better right now, so these are put at the back."
Jiang Yue walked over and found the one that had been broken by someone before.
The same size, the same weight, it was as if he saw himself in another parallel time and space. He found his mother, and his mother helped him tell his grandfather that this was his favorite thing and that no one else should play with it or it would break.
Then he got his fighter plane. Fortunately, he got it back early and the fighter plane was not damaged at all. It lay safely on the table in his room.
Finally he chose this fighter jet, and the boss quoted a price of 699t.
Wen Yao advised Jiang Yue: "Do you want such a small one? This design is not as good-looking as the ones above. I know this kind of thing is very expensive. I am prepared to spend tens of thousands."
Jiang Yue laughed and said, "Using my money to buy me a gift?"
"Ahem..." Wen Yao tried to make amends for herself, "Don't look down on me. I'll be rich soon, maybe next month. I can just use my royalties to make up for it."
Of course, she didn't say that it would be very difficult to earn tens of thousands of dollars in royalties all at once.
Jiang Yue didn't say anything. He just took the fighter jet to the cashier and said, "This is it." Then he turned to Wen Yao and said, "There's no place to put it at home."
Wen Yao was almost amused by his excuse. He said he had no room to put his luxurious villa. When did he become so low-key?
But thinking about how funny it was to see her villain admiring a fighter plane model at home every day, she didn't force him. She paid 699 yuan and handed him the fighter plane that the store had assembled. "Next time you have something happy to celebrate, I'll give you a better one. You can check out the military forums to see if there's anything you like."
Jiang Yue took the bag in silence, but he smiled, and the happiness in his eyes didn't seem fake.
"What do you want to eat?" he asked after leaving the military model shop.
Wen Yao casually said, "I've seen it. There's a Huaiyang restaurant across the street. You're healthy, so you can eat Huaiyang cuisine. I'll go get a pot of spicy crayfish next door. I wonder if the Huaiyang restaurant will let me in."
"Why don't you go to the spicy crayfish restaurant? I'll go see if there's anything edible." Jiang Yue said.
Wen Yao was stunned. Jiang Yue was so polite and accommodating when he was happy. Zhou Zesheng's power was too strong!
In short, she got what she wanted and went to the spicy crayfish restaurant, ordered a pot of shrimp, and Jiang Yue picked porridge and two side dishes from the menu.
After the dishes were served, Wen Yao couldn't wait to start eating. The food she had eaten in Jiang Yue's villa these days was indeed good, but she also missed the spicy and fragrant taste. The food in this restaurant was quite good and it was a real pleasure.
Jiang Yue drank a small bowl of porridge slowly and leisurely, and had two side dishes.
The main thing is that this store mainly sells spicy crayfish, and the rest are either vegetables or cold dishes. Jiang Yue didn't have much choice, so he ordered a vegetable and a dish of scrambled eggs with black fungus.
Wen Yao felt embarrassed, so she peeled a shrimp and asked him, "How about you try this shrimp?"
Jiang Yue looked at the shrimp in her hand in silence. She explained, "I just washed my hands. This is my first time peeling shrimp for someone. I can't do that normally. I spend all my time fighting for the shrimp."
Jiang Yue smiled, took the shrimp from her hand with chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.
Wen Yao's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Is it delicious? Is it especially delicious? Eat a few more, and I guarantee you'll open the door to a new world."
Jiang Yue smiled and said, "It's not like I haven't seen crayfish before."
"But you haven't eaten it much, right? I know you must eat a few more, and then you will find that eating is not only for survival, but also for enjoyment." Wen Yao advised him. She felt that if a person could not feel the temptation of delicious food, life would lose a lot of fun.
Jiang Yue looked at her and chuckled, then put on a pair of gloves and started peeling shrimp.
People like her seem to be able to find fun everywhere and have an irresistible infectious charm.
Although he was slow, he managed to eat more than a dozen shrimps in the end.
Wen Yao was very happy and felt that her recommendation was successful. It turned out that no one could resist the temptation of domestic delicacies.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when they returned. Jiang Yue did not go to the company, but went home with her.
In the bedroom, Jiang Yue called Mrs. Chen: "Do you have any stomach medicine at home? Send me a box." Then he added: "Don't let anyone know."
After the other party answered, he hung up the phone.
Jiang Yue felt that he was a little crazy tonight. He knew that spicy food would make him uncomfortable, but he still ate so many shrimps.
Is it because the shrimp is too delicious? It seems not.
Is it hard to refuse such a kind offer? But he is not a person who cares about face. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can force him to do it.
Maybe... I just don't want to disappoint her.
He took out the fighter jet model from the box and placed it on the table in front of him. As he looked at it, he couldn't help laughing.
He hadn't received such a gift for many years. It was not shares, not a car, not a house, but a small gift worth a few hundred yuan. It was paid with his money, but it really made him happy.
He looked around the room and finally found a table to place the model on.
But a single model looks monotonous no matter how you look at it. It would be better if there were other models next to it to make the visual effect better.
It would be better to tell Wen Yao to send a model next time to be placed next to it, for example, after she receives her legendary royalties.
Jiang Yue took a photo of the model and wanted to send it to Wen Yao, but found that her WeChat account was not on his usual account. He tried the previous account but had forgotten the password and could not log in.
He walked around the room, wanting to go downstairs to ask her to join him, but after taking a few steps, he came back.
Forget it. I don’t know how to start the conversation. I’ll just find another opportunity.
Wen Yao is busy typing.
She found that some readers were urging her to update the novel, so she got motivated and stopped playing games and decided to write an update and upload it.
In fact, it is not worth it to write this stuff. She works so hard to earn a few thousand yuan, which is not even as expensive as a large military model. In her current circle, she can't even afford pocket money. She is now truly doing this for love.
She stayed up late again tonight without noticing. However, since she was now a wealthy wife, she was not in a hurry. She drew the curtains and prepared to sleep until lunch.
She had a good dream all night until the phone rang in her ears. She looked at the caller ID and saw it was Jiang Yue. Before answering the call, she checked the time. It was ten o'clock in the morning. This time determined her mood and tone when answering the call.
"What?" Wen Yao decided to ask what it was first.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from Jiang Yue's direction, followed by the sound of an elevator ding. Then he said, "Ask the driver to take you to Renxin Hospital. Grandpa has fainted at home."
These words scared Wen Yao, and she didn't know how to face it for a moment, but now was not the time to be dazed. She could only agree immediately, then hung up the phone, jumped out of bed and put on her clothes.
Why did Mr. Jiang faint? What does this mean?
This part does not exist in the original plot, but Mr. Jiang is indeed dead, killed by Jiang Yue.
But that was the plot near the end, not now. Even if Mr. Jiang still died according to the original plot, it seemed a little too early, and they were not prepared at all.
She remembered that he didn't have any serious illnesses like high blood pressure, but the old man's sudden fainting inevitably made people think of a stroke or cerebral infarction, which is a disease that can cause death in severe cases or paralysis in mild cases.
Along the way, Wen Yao was thinking about various possibilities and couldn't help but feel anxious and worried. She knew that Jiang Yue would be more worried than her.
She was quite far from Renxin Hospital, but there was not much traffic on this road, so she arrived quickly. Two minutes later, Jiang Yue's car also stopped in front of the hospital.
The driver went to park the car, and Jiang Yue got out early. Wen Yao immediately walked up to him and asked, "Are you in the outpatient department or the inpatient building? The outpatient department is in front, and the inpatient building is that way."
"The examination is on the third floor of the outpatient clinic." Jiang Yue said, pulling her forward.
Seeing the uneasiness and nervousness on Jiang Yue's face, Wen Yao tried to comfort him, "Don't worry too much. Grandpa should be fine. I'm sure he's in good health and doesn't have any serious illness."
Jiang Yue pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. Wen Yao continued, "Sometimes a small change can lead to changes in other things. It's what people call the butterfly effect. It might be a small matter, but if we go by fate, Grandpa will definitely be fine."
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