The man didn't say anything for a long time. Jiang Hexun thought the signal was bad, "Hello?"
Are you listening?"
Yan Louchuan pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his collar, and opened his shirt, revealing his strong and lean chest muscles.
His deep voice uttered one word, "Here."
"I forgot my shoes in your car."
Yan Louchuan glanced at the old leather boots she had replaced next to her feet, "I just threw them in the trash can, do you still want them?"
"ah?"
Jiang Hexun said, "Then don't do it.
By the way, how much do the shoes cost?
I’ll forward it to you via WeChat.”
He pulled down his collar and tugged on the shirt that clung to his waistline, "No need, talking about money between friends hurts feelings."
Jiang Hexun pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, "Okay then."
"Pay attention to your foot injuries these days."
Yan Louchuan warned her.
"Um."
The phone was hung up, and the huge living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Yan Louchuan put the little girl's leather boots into a box, put them on the shoe rack in the storage room, and put Wang Houxiong on the bookshelf in the study room.
He took off his suit and threw it on the sofa. He took out the rubber band from his trouser pocket, put it on his wrist again, put the rubber band against his lips, and slowly closed his eyes.
It's like drinking poison to quench thirst.
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After finishing the phone call with Yan Louchuan, Jiang Hexun went downstairs carrying study materials, planning to give them to Shang Yan.
Although the merchant and the Jiang family are in the same Yujun Mansion, they are not close to each other. It takes about fifteen minutes to walk.
Just as she walked out of the living room, Jiang Jincheng came out of the greenhouse and called to her, "Xunxun, come here, I have something to tell you."
Jiang Hexun had no choice but to follow her grandfather back to the living room. Her grandmother Jiang Yun happened to be returning from a walk in the backyard garden, and she immediately noticed something was wrong with her walking posture.
"What happened to your foot?"
Jiang Yun frowned, "Didn't you go to Xinhua Bookstore with the merchant girl?"
Jiang Hexun sat on the sofa and glanced at his ankle, "It's just a sprain, it's nothing."
Jiang Yun frowned even more tightly, "Let Dr. Bai come over and take a look later."
"Grandma, it's okay, my feet are not swollen either."
Jiang Hexun felt a little warm in his heart, and he bent his bright autumn eyes and smiled.
After she returned to Jiang's house, Jiang Yun had always been lukewarm towards her. Sometimes she would speak with concern but always have a cold face.
This grandma of hers has a cold face and a warm heart, and is a bit arrogant.
"Let's take a look."
Jiang Yun took the tea handed over by the servant, took a small sip, and said with a straight face, "I heard that you have been learning to dance before. If you still want to continue dancing, you should let Dr. Bai take a good look at it."
"Okay, Xunxun said it's okay, it must be okay."
Jiang Jincheng reluctantly interrupted his wife.
But he was criticized by his wife, "What do you mean it's okay?"
Don’t you know how important feet are to a dance artist?”
Hearing this, Jiang Jincheng lost his temper.
"Xunxun is not a dance artist. She is so good at studies. She wants to study financial management in college. How can she be a dance artist?"
Jiang Yun glanced at him and disagreed, "I've asked around. She is very talented in dancing and must have inherited it from me. I hired a top teacher for her and planned for her to continue learning and inherit my legacy. Jiang
Isn’t the family’s property, Yihe, well taken care of?
Why let a little girl take the lead?"
"Yihe is already in his forties, and he will get old too. He has always wanted to leave the Jiang family and work alone. He plans to let Xunxun go to the company early to familiarize himself with the business."
"That won't work, my side..."
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Jiang Hexun quickly stopped him: "Grandpa and grandma, please stop quarreling. I am only in my second year of high school."
The two stopped talking.
Jiang Jincheng complained about his wife, "It's all you, because you interrupted me like this and the topic got distorted."
Then he looked at his granddaughter with a very serious expression, "Is it the second young master of the Yan family who is sending you back today again?"
"Yes, grandpa, what's wrong?"
Any questions?
Jiang Hexun was confused.
Even her grandmother Jiang Yun looked at her solemnly, remembering the incident seven years ago, and her expression turned ugly.
Jiang Jincheng put down his tea cup with a solemn expression, "Don't have any contact with him in the future. Stop it immediately."