Chapter 45

Wash it out and I'll put a frame in it for you and send it over, "Qilian said." Wash another one and put it in this album

Jiang Xiaoyuan casually said, "The photo album seems to be full

Qilian: "There's still one more page, it's enough

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

She suddenly closed her mouth and realized the underlying message in Qilian's voice - there won't be another unlucky person like her.

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Do you think that virus..."

Qilian: "Isn't it quiet for over half a year now

Jiang Xiaoyuan suddenly didn't know what it was like. It turned out that Qilian had already figured it out and knew that the virus was probably not working anymore. Therefore, the guardianship like relationship between them in the unfamiliar time and space probably came to an end.

Jiang Xiaoyuan forced a smile and realized that she was reluctant in her heart. She had long known that the common enemy was gone, and the person who always asked for her help was gone - Qilian had no obligation, and she didn't have such a big face - so she never dared to indulge herself in relying on others, no matter how difficult it was.

But I managed to do it rationally, but emotionally it's still a bit difficult to accept.

He is the only person in the world who knows her background, and one of the few people who helped her during her toughest times... The reason why this "one" has also become "the only" is because Jiang Xiaoyuan has to admit that she may have a slight liking for Qilian.

Otherwise, there is no need to remind oneself not to be overly sentimental.

But what if I like it a bit? She still doesn't know Qilian's family background and profession, and only has a superficial understanding of him, completely unaware of the depth. She has never been in an equal relationship before, and the people she gets along with are all like Huo Boyu, with a more playful mood.

Previously... Feng Ruixue was right. If she wasn't allowed to be superior and have an advantage, she wouldn't know how to get along with others. With her arrogance, some indescribable inferiority complex lingered around her like a deep-rooted weed.

Looking back, she is a wealthy and beautiful woman. It would be difficult to understand why she is considered "insecure".

Perhaps only oneself in the world knows the truth behind one's own "golden appearance, but inferior substance".

Jiang Xiaoyuan suppressed her somewhat chaotic emotions and refused to show any concern. She concealed it by looking down at the photo album and asked nonchalantly, "You finally don't have to run around anymore. What are you planning to do

Let's take a look, "Qilian said." There are a few sums of money that have been managed by a few friends for me. Some are pretty good, while others are because the market has been sluggish recently. I want to temporarily withdraw the money and do something else

Jiang Xiaoyuan nodded indifferently. She glanced at the sunny ground, paused for a moment, and then said, "I may have to go abroad with my boss in a while. The special effects makeup in China is not as advanced as theirs. I will study and exchange for a few months in the past

She couldn't bring up the words in front of the village or in the back of the shop. At this point, she realized that her language was not well-organized and she was somewhat at a loss as to how to continue speaking.

Qilian suddenly said, "Why do I think this sounds like you're trying to distance yourself from me

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Qilian: "If that virus disappears forever, will you pretend not to know me when you walk on the street in the future? Without it, can't I often come to you for dinner

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Of course not

She lifted her heart slightly by an inch, delicately hovering in the air, thinking to herself, "Just why are you still looking for me

Qilian crossed her legs slightly and lightly tapped her fingers on her knee for a moment. "To be honest, I think the profits on your end are considerable. If the studio is successful, I can earn a lot by investing in some stocks. If there is an opportunity for me to invest money, please let me know as soon as possible. Anyway, you won't lose money for me, right

Jiang Xiaoyuan's heart, which had been hanging up by an inch, fell to the ground with a 'click', and she fell nonchalantly - because the height she could lift was limited, it didn't necessarily hurt to fall, but she was lying on her back and forth on the ground, slightly dull.

By the way, if the studio wants to develop and grow in the future, it may really need a few shareholders, which is not poverty alleviation, because Jiang Xiaoyuan believes that the studio will never lose money.

She struggled to muster her energy and asked, 'What scale of investment?'

If it's around 100000 to 200000 yuan, we can probably schedule a meeting with Jiang Bo another day.

Qilian: "There's a horse farm in the western suburbs, and I'm the major shareholder. It should have been okay, but the policy environment in the past two years... You know, this kind of luxury consumption is a bit weak, and the market may not improve for three to five years. I want to temporarily withdraw it - do you think it's enough

Jiang Xiaoyuan's knees softened and she almost knelt down for him. She didn't care about cleaning up her own heart, and stared at Qilian with hateful eyes, thinking to herself, "Why aren't wealthy people burned to death

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "So why did you become a journalist in a tabloid with the intention of retaliating against society

Qilian: "I started running around a long time ago. One time when I went abroad, the reason I found with my family was to go out and read news. Of course, it was impossible to go because I followed the next person to another place in a few months. Now that I'm back, I have to pretend, pretend to be pretty good, and resign in a few days

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

After the small pink car chasing after her left, Jiang Xiaoyuan bid farewell to Qilian with an unusually complicated mood. She took a taxi alone back to her residence, tidied up her mood, and stopped wasting her thoughts in unnecessary places. She could only send a greeting message to Jiang Bo with boredom: "How is the house looking

Jiang Bo ignored her and sat in the reception room of the real estate agent, anxiously answering a phone call.

I didn't, "Jiang Bo quickly signed the rental contract, threw down his pen, and pinched his forehead hard

The other party didn't know what they said.

Jiang Bo: "Where do so many men come from in this industry? Don't be unreasonable

His words seemed to poke a hornet's nest. Through the phone, the agent across from him could hear the hysterical roar. The agent waited silently on the side, not daring to say a word.

Jiang Bo quietly waited for the other party to finish shouting, with a look of more hatred than impatience on his face. However, his tone was still gentle, as if he had split into two parts, with clear distinctions and no interference from each other.

In the future, when I have a meal outside, do you have to investigate the ancestors of the eighth generation of waiters? "Jiang Bo said gently." You asked me to resign and change jobs. Okay, I have already resigned. What else do you want? Do you want me to die

The other party seemed to be crying.

Okay, I'm doing something outside. I'll be back soon. Tonight... I'll go eat tonight. Don't cry. "No matter how exquisite his makeup is, it probably can't hide his exhaustion. Jiang Bo sighed and whispered," Okay mom, I love you. Goodbye

Hanging up the phone, he leaned hard against the soft leather chair, as if the brief conversation had exhausted him.

The agent smiled at him and said, "My mom is the same. She troubles me every day, either because she looks down on me or because she forces me to go on blind dates. You see, besides working overtime all day long, I only have to go home and argue with my mom

Jiang Boluo curved his lips coldly in response. He didn't want to talk much, so he took out a copy of the ID card that Jiang Xiaoyuan had left for him when she first became his teaching assistant from his bag: "I won't take the key for now. Tonight or tomorrow, you can wait for this person to come with their ID card and give it to her

After finishing speaking, he helped the hat covering the wound on his head and stood up like a jade tree in the wind, walking away.

The intermediary clerk was stunned by Teacher Jiang's emphasis and walked him to the door with a red face and heartbeat. She probably never knew that having a mother who fights during menopause all day was one of Jiang Bo's biggest dreams in his life.

Unfortunately, it's hopeless.

The person Jiang Bo called 'mom' is not his biological mother, but his foster mother - let's call her 'foster mother' for now, after all, it looks like this to outsiders.

He was already over thirteen years old when he was adopted, almost exceeding the conditions for being adopted. Some children who have developed earlier may look almost like adults at this age, with a growing sense of purpose and knowing almost everything they should and should not know. Generally, no one is willing to adopt them.

But who can refuse a beautiful and wealthy woman who looks so gentle?

Moreover, the reasons she gave were very sufficient - older children with self-care abilities are more worry free, and she is willing to be equal friends with them.

Of course, it's not necessarily what kind of "friend" to be.

In the second year after adopting Jiang Bo, she divorced her husband. After the age of 37, her life has been moving forward in a curve of "divorce", "remarriage", "divorce", and "remarriage". Every time she finds the Nth spring to harm others, Jiang Bo can get a brief respite. Once the new marriage breaks down, his nightmare comes again.

Excluding the disgusting illicit relationships, Jiang Bo felt that she was like a sea hiding a terrifying undercurrent.

When she's good, she's really good, gentle and considerate, with abundant emotions. It seems like she thinks of everything for others, as if she only has you wholeheartedly in her life. If 'love' can be substantial, her love can bury others alive.

But in the blink of an eye, she may become furious for no reason, and the other party will become her mortal enemy again. Every husband of hers was attracted to her who was good at the beginning, and no one didn't love her. She was best at making others inseparable from her, and then tore off the skin and turned back into a fickle witch.

If she was full of demonic aura in earlier years, then as she grew older, she began to become terrifying.

This woman has to control everything, and at some point she developed a terrifying logic of her own. For example, if someone accidentally bumped into her while walking on the road, most people would just ignore her. To be more serious, at most, she would feel a little unhappy in her heart, glare at the other person, and curse, but she is not.

This incident was reflected in her heart and quickly formed an idea that ordinary people couldn't understand - 'Why aren't you walking on such a wide road over there? You're coming here to hit me? I'm on the big road next to me, and if you don't stand steady, you'll stumble over. Maybe you'll be hit by a car, maybe you'll die. Therefore, you must be intentionally trying to kill me.'.

Based on this idea, she will instantly burst out with anger and hatred that others cannot understand.

It's terrifying that with so many small frictions and arguments in daily life, no one knows what she would twist into the conclusion of 'you're going to kill me'.

The evening was not cold, even stuffy, but Jiang Bo still raised the collar of his shirt. The slanting sun dragged his shadow thin and long, and he put his hands in his pockets. Suddenly, he stopped and examined his weak shadow in place.

Years later, he became the aloof and talented Teacher Jiang in the eyes of others. Only he himself knew that the cowardly and fearful little boy still lived in his heart. He still didn't know how to resist and didn't have enough courage.

Jiang Bo stood on the roadside and sent a text message to Jiang Xiaoyuan: "No. 1002, 10th floor, Block B, Earl's Apartment. Go to the agent across from them to get your keys and bring your ID card. You can move in at any time. After the studio location is confirmed, you can go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to apply for a business license and complete the preliminary work as soon as possible

After sending a text message, Jiang Xiaoyuan quickly called back.

Jiang Xiaoyuan wailed, "What is it, Teacher Jiang? Boss Jiang! Didn't you tell me that I still need to apply for a license? What the hell is a license? I don't even know where to open the door of the Industry and Commerce Bureau... Besides, which Industry and Commerce Bureau should I go to? District, city, or province? Do I bring money? How much do I bring

Jiang Bo: "How do I know? You can go a few more times and ask. It's okay to go to the wrong place. They will definitely tell you where to go

Jiang Xiaoyuan went crazy and said, "This is so unreliable. As an artist, I have no concept of these things at all

Jiang Bo: "Oh, you can't do it, can you

According to Jiang Bo's experience, this sentence is like a spell that can be used against Jiang Xiaoyuan with a hundred trials and tribulations.

Sure enough, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Jiang Xiaoyuan said, "Okay, I'll go ask tomorrow

Oh, and by the way, "Jiang Bo put his arms in front of his chest, his smile gradually darkening, and a shallow self deprecation appeared under the brim of his wide brimmed hat." Don't call or text me on this phone lately. I'll contact you with a new number tomorrow, remember

Jiang Xiaoyuan asked sensitively, "What happened? Did someone threaten you

Jiang Boping said quietly, "My mom still doesn't agree with me doing this job. I plan to keep it a secret from her for now. She sometimes flips through my phone

Jiang Xiaoyuan let out a "Oh," and after a while, she said sincerely, "If you don't agree, just talk to your family again. If you can't figure it out at once, talk more times. It's all good intentions, and we can definitely communicate with each other

Jiang Bo: "Stop talking nonsense, can I use you to teach me? Kneel down

Jiang Xiaoyuan was infuriated by his dog biting on Lv Dongbin and hung up the phone in anger.

Family members, "Jiang Bo repeated Jiang Xiaoyuan's words in a low voice, then sneered.

I don't have any 'family members', I have nothing, "he thought." Give me some more courage, little girl

Then he carefully deleted all the text messages and call records.