Wu Jia looked at Xie Ping shyly and timidly. Suddenly, he paused, a trace of doubt flashing through his heart.
He always felt that Xie Ping was not looking at him, but seemed to be looking through him at someone else.
As soon as the doubts arose, a soft feeling appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Xie Ping kissed him.
Kissing his eyes with extreme tenderness, Wu Jia immersed himself in Xie Ping's tenderness, and the doubts in his heart suddenly disappeared.
After a long time, Xie Ping let go of Wu Jia.
Wu Jia's face was already flushed with embarrassment.
"Go back, I'll go to your room tonight." Xie Ping touched his face.
Wu Jia hummed, and said in a soft voice, "Then you better hurry up, I'll wait for you." After that, he left reluctantly.
Wu Jia's figure gradually disappeared from sight. In front of Youzhi Garden, Xie Ping, who was standing still, no longer had the tenderness in her eyes, but was filled with indifference and coldness.
She turned around, looked at Youzhiyuan, then raised her legs and stepped in.
Xie Ping picked up the broom beside her and quietly swept Youzhi Garden. She was very serious and didn't want to leave any dust.
The place had not been inhabited for several years, so it was very clean. Xie Ping cleaned it herself every day.
There are also several hibiscus trees planted in the yard.
Xie Ping stood beside the hibiscus tree, on which small yellow flowers had already bloomed. Her eyes were a little dazed, as if she could still see the figure of the young man under the tree.
After cleaning the yard, he took a shower next to the bedroom before going into the bedroom.
Looking from the outside into Youzhi Garden, there is a cold atmosphere and it looks very dark.
But there were warm lights on in the bedroom, and there were many lights, illuminating the bedroom brightly. However, the paper on the window seemed to be made of special material, so the light in the bedroom could not penetrate outside.
The warm light stretched Xie Ping's back as she fell to the ground.
She walked towards the bed step by step. As she got closer, she saw a person lying on the bed, motionless...
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"Brother Yuan, you must be careful recently. If anything happens, go to Aunt Song. If you need help from the government, remember to go to the county magistrate."
Zhao Chuchu is about to set off for Tangzhou Prefecture.
The next plan for Yipinzhai and Huixiang Restaurant is to open a store in Tangzhou Prefecture. Zhao Chuchu will go there with Lu Qian. They need to find a suitable store location and decorate it, so they will be busy for a while before they can come back.
After leaving, the person I couldn't let go of the most was Zhang Xiuyuan.
Since they met, the two have often been together and rarely separated for such a long time.
Bai Heng has already taken up his post in Tangzhou Prefecture. Currently, the new magistrate of Renhe County has not arrived yet, so the county magistrate is temporarily in charge of all matters.
The county magistrate knew that they had a good relationship with Bai Heng, so he would definitely help them when they needed help.
"Okay, don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old kid, I can take care of myself." Seeing Zhao Chuchu chattering, Zhang Xiuyuan was moved and at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Zhao Chuchu snorted softly: "I wish you were a little baby now, so I could put you in my pocket and take you wherever I go."
No matter how reluctant she was, Zhao Chuchu finally got on the carriage and went to Tangzhou Prefecture.
For the next two days, everything was peaceful.
But beneath this calmness lies a raging storm.
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That day, it was three o'clock in the morning.
Somewhere in Renhe County, flames suddenly shot up into the sky, accompanied by billowing smoke.
People living near the area were awakened in the middle of the night by thick smoke and bright flames.
"The fire is coming, the fire is coming..."
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