The Yan family's old residence.
Jiang Yunzhi sat on the sofa, and Yan Wenjing stood behind her, using a hairdryer to dry her hair.
His well-defined knuckles ran through her hair with great patience.
After that, Jiang Yunzhi went downstairs with him to watch TV with Old Mrs. Yan.
"Zhizhi, come here quickly." Grandma Yan smiled and patted the spot next to her.
Aunt Liu cut up the fruit and brought it over.
She was an elderly member of the Yan family. Apart from having New Year's Eve dinner with her family, she spent the Spring Festival at the old house with Old Mrs. Yan.
In previous years, Grandma Yan would watch the Spring Festival Gala, and Yan Wenjing would sit with her for a while. He was always taciturn, and when Grandma Yan was with her grandson, she also became quieter.
I feel so suffocated.
This year is different; Jiang Yunzhi chattered away, enlivening the atmosphere.
Grandma Yan discovered that her taciturn grandson never let Zhizhi's words fall to the ground.
Things have changed.
Things have really changed.
Indeed, married men are different.
Grandma Yan was once again proud of her own wisdom and resourcefulness in arranging this marriage.
Some destinies are preordained.
Jiang Yunzhi suddenly suggested, "Grandma, let's take a group photo for the New Year."
Her phone was in the bedroom.
Yan Wenjing consciously handed over his phone.
Jiang Yunzhi held up her phone, and four faces appeared on the screen: herself, Yan Wenjing, her grandmother, and Aunt Liu behind her.
In the picture, Jiang Yunzhi is all smiles, arm in arm with Old Mrs. Yan.
Yan Wenjing stretched out his arms and rested them on the back of the chair behind her, making it look like he was completely encircling Jiang Yunzhi in his arms.
His expression was nonchalant, with a slight smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"Click".
"Click".
Jiang Yunzhi took many photos in a row, saying, "Let's pick one and post it on WeChat Moments."
She and Grandma Yan huddled together, selecting photos.
Grandma Yan: "This one is good, the smile is very bright."
Jiang Yunzhi: "Aunt Liu has closed her eyes."
Grandma Yan: "Then this one... Oh no, no, Wen Jing didn't smile."
Three minutes later, the two carefully selected one.
Edited by Jiang Yunzhi: [Happy New Year! [heart][heart][heart]]
Very concise.
When the CEOs saw the posts on their WeChat Moments, they thought they were seeing things.
What?
Yan Wenjing posted on WeChat Moments?!
Moreover, it's about daily life, not business.
What caused this person to fall from grace?
The once aloof CEO has become more down-to-earth, and even his writing style is no longer Yan Wenjing's.
Does he seem like someone who is compassionate?
impossible.
The only reasonable explanation is that Mrs. Yan sent it using his phone.
Everyone in Beijing's social circles knows that this man is a total doting husband.
Business partners, instead of trying to please Yan Wenjing by focusing on his own preferences, delve into what Mrs. Yan likes.
Bosses: The case is solved.
Say nothing more, just one word: thumbs up.
Mr. Liu, General Manager of Yingxiang Holdings, gave it a thumbs up.
Mr. Liao, General Manager of Risheng Innovation, gave it a thumbs up.
Mr. Fan, General Manager of Huada Group, gave it a thumbs up.
Han Jibei of the Han Group also gave it a thumbs up.
Even the older gentlemen in the top circles have to ask the younger generation how to leave a message if they don't know how.
Grandma Yan casually remarked, "Qinghe, Lu Ziming, and Zhou Ranxing will come to pay their respects tomorrow."
Jiang Yunzhi also received a message from Lin Xiaoyu, saying that she would come to the old house with Li Qinghe.
Jiang Yunzhi: [Nice!]
The next day.
After lunch, people started arriving at the old house one after another.
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