Chapter 32 Putting the blame on someone else
The night was long, and the sky was a mixture of red and black.
The sound of the bathroom door opening was intentionally quiet. Yu Jinnian walked out of the bathroom, and the warm yellow light cast an amber halo on him.
The man had a white cotton bath towel casually draped around his waist. Water droplets from the ends of his hair slid down his neck and collarbone, winding into silver lines between his well-defined chest muscles.
The skin, between wheat color and white, was moist and shiny, and the mermaid line was as deep as a knife cut into the bath towel.
When walking, the hip muscles are faintly visible under the fabric, which is extremely sexy.
He sat down on the sofa, lifted up his long legs and folded them on the solid wood coffee table.
He lit a cigarette, and the air on his body was heavy and lazy. The gray smoke enveloped his cold and indifferent face, and he had a sense of decadence.
Upon closer inspection, it is the usual laxity.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something.
He turned around and met eyes that were even more weary of the world than his.
But she was a little colder than him.
"Water." Si Wan asked for water first, her voice so hoarse.
Yu Jinnian put out his cigarette and laid it down on the expensive low table in the hotel.
Patience, but not much.
Pouring two cups of warm water at once is enough to illustrate this.
Si Wan picked up the cup and drank from it in big gulps.
Only after putting down the cup did he care about his splitting headache and rubbed his temples with his fingertips.
If there is no way to relieve it, just bear with it.
"I need to get dressed," she said, her face expressionless.
Yu Jinnian stared at her for several tens of seconds, as if waiting for her to lose her temper, but she didn't. Then he said:
“I can’t wear it now.”
"On the way."
Si Wan wrapped herself in the quilt and lay down again, but she turned over with her back to him: "Call me when you get there."
Yu Jinnian's eyes showed a hint of annoyance, but he endured it in the end.
"Hmm." A word came out from deep in his throat.
Manic-depressive.
Depression spreads...
Si Wan stared at the white wall, it was too dazzling.
Just shut it.
In the morning, Si Wan dressed and left the hotel. She declined Yu Jinnian's offer to see her off, and the man didn't force her.
I went straight to the hospital and went to the dermatology department.
On the inner thighs, the bruises on both sides were just the size of an adult man's palm.
The positions were surprisingly symmetrical, and even the pain was comparable.
I had physical therapy and was prescribed Baiyao spray.
At noon, Si Wan went to Yu Jinnian's private residence.
He parked the car and took a pickaxe out of the trunk.
At this time of year, the soil is soft and easy to dig.
A faint scent of pine resin filled the air. It supposedly had a calming and refreshing effect on the mind, but it seemed to have no effect on Si Wan.
It was Qiaoqiao's sharp voice that stopped Si Wan, but four hours had already passed.
"What are you doing?" Qiaoqiao came back from outside with a shopping bag in her hand.
There was a big square pit, and Si Wan's waistline was immersed in it.
Gloom, irritability, anger, and other negative emotions challenged Si Wan's aura one after another.
Something is missing.
After a long time, Si Wan accepted this fact.
Qiaoqiao has lived with Liuli for ten years, and she has long regarded this yard as "their" home.
Therefore, in her opinion, Si Wan's behavior was trespassing and intentionally destroying other people's property.
"I'm asking you a question, are you speechless?" Qiaoqiao angrily pointed her finger at Si Wan and questioned.
"If you don't say anything, I'll tell my husband." She didn't say she would call the police, but she would complain to her husband.
Si Wan supported herself on the edge of the pit with one hand and jumped up.
"Hiss." The bruise at the base of her leg was pulled, and she frowned in pain.
She is not a pretentious person, and it will pass if she calms down.
For a moment, my thoughts were immersed in collecting evidence, arguing, refuting, and thinking over and over again.
She was sure to bury the things here before the accident.
Absolutely certain.
The burial depth should be shallower than the current depth.
There is evidence to support it.
He heard the wind before he was beheaded.
I didn't have enough time to handle it carefully, and I didn't expect that there would be a day when I could dig it up.
So, it’s not buried deep.
At that time, she thought that even if it benefited future generations, she would never confiscate it.
But now, the thing is gone.
If the things were still there, the three official leather suitcases she had made herself should have appeared long ago.
in conclusion.
Something is lost.
"You remember that you're not mute, right?"
Qiaoqiao suddenly raised her voice and said several words in a row, but was ignored.
She was so angry that her eyes were about to sprout.
"Get out." Si Wan walked away without even looking at her.
Qiaoqiao was so angry behind him that she was jumping up and down, threatening, "I'll tell our husband about you. My husband is Mr. Jiang San. He can kill you."
The steps turned around, as smoothly as turning on a catwalk.
"Who are you talking about?" Si Wan tilted her ear, afraid that she had heard it wrong.
Qiaoqiao thought Si Wan was scared, and proudly straightened her neck: "Jiang Hansheng, Mr. Jiang Sanye."
"Hmph." Arrogance was no longer enough to express her superiority; she had to add an interjection.
"Your husband is Jiang Hansheng, so who is Yu Jinnian?"
Qiaoqiao couldn't answer this question. She wasn't sure, but the words that came out of her mouth were very clear: "...He stole my daughter."
At least that's what she knew, and it wasn't a lie.
Good, very good.
Si Wan turned around and left, and before leaving, she glanced at the house covered with glass indifferently.
It is a bad thing to forcibly kidnap a woman.
Taking advantage of someone's misfortune is shameless.
What a great encounter with Jinnian.
The Fenghuarong porcelain album is updated with 16 pieces every quarter.
For the next three days, Si Wan stayed in the study all day long, drawing drafts, without going out.
The Si family's study was not as beautiful as Jinyuan. It lacked the scenery. It was too city-like and lacked the unique atmosphere of the city.
Relying on memories to trace back to the Ming Dynasty, inspiration can come in an endless stream.
But the last page of each quarter's porcelain album must have a modern handicraft.
I feel upset and have no interest in modern craftsmanship, so I don't know where to start.
I'm confused. Were those treasures dug up by later generations or discovered by Yu Jinnian or Liuli?
That night, Si Wan flew to Hong Kong City.
That night, Yu Jinnian took the initiative to invite Si Li to Haifu Private Kitchen for the first time.
The private room was fresh and elegant, and when the host arrived, there were only two glasses of water on the table.
Temperature: Warm.
"How do you, such a busy man, have time to treat me to a meal?" Si Li's words seemed to be an accusation, but every word was an inquiry.
He knew that they would get together whenever he met Jinnian.
Yu Jinnian took off his formal attire today and wore only a short-sleeved white T-shirt and loose casual trousers of the same color.
The hair is fluffy and the sideburns are trimmed very short. The outline is clean.
It feels like I'm a college student.
However, the limited edition Patek Philippe on his wrist still betrayed his luxurious origins.
His fingertips clearly grasped the outline of the water cup, slowly turning it. His face changed from a faint smile to a serious one. He asked, "...What's the matter with that person of your sister?"
Yu Jinnian always spoke at a steady pace, neither too fast nor too slow, and with the confidence that he was in absolute control of everything.
Of course, he has the capital.
Upon hearing this, Si Li was stunned for a long time. He had thought of many versions of the story, but he had never thought it would involve Si Wan.
"...Did she offend you?" After pondering for a while, Si Li could only think of this answer.
"Did I bother you again?" That was all he could think of.
Yu Jinnian: "After sleeping with me, he ran away. Did you say I was not offended?"
Put the blame on someone else.
How can it be described with just one word 'good'?
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