Several years have passed and the little girl has grown up.
Jiang Xiaoman, who has become a young girl, is wearing the uniform of Yanjing Prince's Middle School. Her hair is as long as he imagined, and she is as cute and bright as he imagined.
Although Jiang Xiaoman's eyes don't look like Little Moon when she smiles, they are still as bright as when she was a child.
In Yan Jingrong's heart, that little girl is the best girl in the world.
She is kind and simple, lively and lovely, and she deserves all the beautiful words to describe her.
Therefore, he has been doing his best to protect Jiang Xiaoman, take care of her, and prevent her from suffering any grievance or harm.
For Jiang Xiaoman, he completely broke down the long-standing friendship between the Yan family and the Kong family.
For Jiang Xiaoman, he used despicable means to hurt other girls.
She likes him, and he kind of likes her.
After Xiao Shulin couldn't help hugging each other, he thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend.
Before today, Yan Jingrong always felt that everything he did for Jiang Xiaoman was worthwhile.
However, time is like a butcher's knife, it will make people's hearts become ugly and unrecognizable.
It was all his own fault.
He was tricked by this grown-up girl.
But in fact, Yan Jingrong was not angry that he was fooled.
Rather, he was angry that the kind-hearted little girl grew up and turned into a scheming snake and scorpion.
This was completely different from the one he imagined.
"Brother Jingrong?"
In his trance, he heard Jiang Xiaoman call him.
Yan Jingrong looked at her sideways, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xiaoman pouted, "I called you several times, but you ignored me, what's wrong with you?"
"Thinking about something."
He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes slightly.
Jiang Xiaoman always felt that he was a little strange today.
However, it seems that she rejected him and he was a little unhappy.
It doesn't matter, as long as he still likes her.
She hugged his arm and rested her face on his shoulder, "Brother Jingrong, I'm a little sleepy. Please lend me your shoulder."
Yan Jingrong opened his eyes, sneered, and pushed her face away cynically.
"Jiang Xiaoman, treat me as your brother and don't do such ambiguous behavior."
Jiang Xiaoman's expression was slightly stagnant, and she asked, "So you're still angry?"
Yan Jingrong did not answer her words, but suddenly said: "By the way, please return the jade pendant to me."
"What jade pendant?"
Jiang Xiaoman was at a loss.
"The one around your neck."
"Is this your jade pendant?"
Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, but she obviously got this jade pendant from the Jiang family. How could it be Yan Jingrong's jade pendant?
Yan Jingrong stretched out his palm towards her, "Well, this is my mother's jade pendant, give it to me."
Seeing that Jiang Xiaoman had no reaction.
He smiled and said, "Don't you only regard me as your brother?
This jade pendant was given by my mother to my daughter-in-law, not to my sister Laoshizi."
Under his half-smiling gaze, Jiang Xiaoman reluctantly took off the jade pendant around her neck and placed it in his palm with great hesitation.
She really couldn't bear to part with this jade pendant.
At first glance, it looks like a priceless antique treasure. It is estimated that it can be sold for a lot of money.
The jade pendant still retained the warmth of the girl's skin, and Yan Jingrong threw it into his schoolbag with some disgust.
The car drove along and the atmosphere was silent.
Yan Jingrong closed his eyes and ignored her.
And Jiang Xiaoman was still thinking about the jade pendant, and also thought about ten years ago when he asked about it.
Gradually, her breath hitched and she became inexplicably nervous.
She remembered that Wei Ling once asked her if she still remembered what happened ten years ago.
Is it related to the jade pendant?
This...what's going on?
Jiang Xiaoman felt cold in her heart, always feeling that something was about to happen without her knowing...