Fu Jingchu didn't have a good attitude toward Shen Luyan, but thinking about it with his head, he could guess that A Zhi and him had an unusual relationship.
With her timid and shy character, how could she possibly bring outsiders to pick him up from prison?
But he wouldn't expose her lies until she told him.
Jiang Zhi was preparing food in the kitchen and glanced into the living room from time to time. She only saw Shen Luyan. She wiped off the water drops on her hands and leaned out half of her body, "Where is my uncle? He hasn't gone downstairs yet?"
Jiang Zhi still feels like he is dreaming, very unreal.
Although she had imagined this scene in her mind countless times.
Shen Luyan entered the kitchen and closed the glass door, "Well, it's still upstairs."
Jiang Zhi glanced at the time and couldn't help but mutter, "Does it take that long to take a shower and change clothes?"
Shen Luyan had naturally helped her choose vegetables. His tall and thin body stood beside her, and he raised his eyebrows due to the inherent pressure he felt, "Your uncle won't run away, don't worry too much."
Jiang Zhi was still absent-minded.
It wasn't until I saw my uncle coming downstairs after taking a shower and changing clothes that I gradually felt relieved.
She came back to her senses and touched Shen Luyan with her arm, "Go out, I can do it alone."
The soup is simmering on the stove in the kitchen, and the aroma is rich.
After she said this to him, she stood quietly in front of the sink, concentrating on handling the fresh shrimps in her hands.
A ray of golden light shines through the glass window, and the sunlight seems to fall on the tip of her snow-white nose, and her clear and moist little face is soft and beautiful.
Shen Luyan looked away casually and stood still, "I have nothing to do."
The kitchen is a bit small, and the space for two people close together seems to be very tight.
The surroundings seemed to be filled with Shen Luyan's aura, strong, cold, and hard to ignore.
Even if he stood there quietly without saying anything, his presence was extremely strong.
Jiang Zhi felt a little uncomfortable, and was even suffocated by this strong sense of oppression. She lowered her head, lowered her eyelids, and asked without emotion: "Don't you have any work to deal with?"
Shen Luyan said: "No."
He continued: "Your uncle and I have nothing to talk about."
Jiang Zhi thought about it and realized it was the same.
But he insisted on staying here to eat. If he had been at the door just now, Shen Luyan would have the sense to leave here and go back to the hotel, and there would be no problem now.
Jiang Zhi had no intention of continuing to chat with him.
My uncle is a top student who graduated from Nanjing University. He was also a famous figure in Nanjing University in the past. Countless people lined up to chase him.
But now, having just been released from prison and carrying a criminal record, it may be difficult to find a normal job.
Jiang Zhi no longer remembers what major her uncle studied in college. She is worried about her uncle's job after he is released from prison. She still has some savings to support the three of them.
But she was afraid that her uncle would become depressed.
If it really doesn't work, she can only ask her senior brother to see if there is any position that would be more suitable for her uncle.
"What are you thinking about?"
"No."
Shen Luyan's words interrupted her thoughts, and she came back to her senses and made a serious dinner.
Jiang Zhi also invited Li He to his home for dinner. At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Li He brought some fruit for a visit.
The living room is spacious, and it doesn't feel crowded for four people.
After a simple dinner, Jiang Zhi took the lead and grabbed Shen Luyan's arm, "Uncle, it's late, I'll take him back to the hotel first."
Fu Jingchu stood up and looked at him coldly for a moment, "I'll do it."
Of course Jiang Zhi didn't want the two of them to be alone together. Her uncle also had a rebellious temper when he was young, and Shen Luyan's temper was not that good. A good ending.
Jiang Zhi held Shen Luyan's arm tightly, using a little more force, and hinted with his eyes that he should leave quickly.
Shen Luyan pretended not to see her and slowly followed her to the door. He turned around and smiled obediently at Fu Jingchu, "Mr. Fu, I'm sorry for disturbing you tonight."
Jiang Zhi hurriedly interrupted, "Uncle, I'll be back soon."
The night is getting dark and the cicadas are chirping.
The rainy Nancheng has been enjoying clear skies these past few days.
The evening breeze in the alley blew by, lifting the soft hair on the man's forehead. He looked down at the woman beside him, "Are you so anxious to blow me away?"
Jiang Zhi was a little impatient, "Can't you see that my uncle doesn't like you?"
Shen Luyan pursed his thin lips. He originally didn't care whether others liked him or not, but now that he heard her say this, he felt a little inexplicable in his inner irritability. He said, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."
Jiang Zhi stood with him at the entrance of the alley for a while, but no taxi came after waiting for a while.
Shen Luyan, the client, was not in a hurry to return to the hotel at all, "When do you plan to return to Beicheng?"
Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes: "I still don't know if my uncle is willing to follow me to Beicheng."
After she finished speaking, she pushed him away: "Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with you. It's our family's business, so you don't have to worry about it."
Shen Luyan's face darkened when he heard her eager words to clear up the relationship. The more she tried to push him away, the more he wanted to hold her tightly.
Shen Luyan had such naive thoughts before.
Want her love.
What now.
Who cares whether she loves him or not, who cares.
What is true is what you hold in your own hands.
What is trapped around you belongs to you.
Shen Luyan said expressionlessly: "Don't come to me for help if you have anything in the future."
Jiang Zhi looked down at his toes, broke away from his hand, and no longer wanted to talk to him.
A taxi just happened to pass by. Jiang Zhi seemed to be eager for him to get in the car quickly, but Shen Luyan just stood there motionless.
The taxi stopped and waited for a long time, but no two people got into the car. They cursed in dialect, and then drove away with curses.
"If you don't leave, I will go back."
"You can stay in the hotel with me."
"Sorry, not interested."
Jiang Zhi took advantage of him not paying attention, shook off his hand and ran away.
She trotted back home. Fu Jingchu waited in the living room for a long time and saw the little girl running back panting. Her face was red and her black eyes were clear. She swallowed the words that came to her lips.
He asked: "Is the person gone?"
Jiang Zhi nodded: "Yeah."
She changed her slippers, walked into the living room and said, "Uncle, do you want to go back to Beicheng with me?"
Just as Fu Jingchu was about to reply to him, his cell phone rang.
Jiang Zhi seemed to hear the person on the other end of the phone call him Brother Fu, and then the voice on the phone became blurry.
Fu Jingchu went to the balcony to answer the phone, and when he came back he seemed to be wrapped in the late night chill.
In front of Jiang Zhi, he had obviously calmed down the anger on the phone just now, and he was still her gentle uncle.
"What did you just ask me?"
"Do you want to go back to Beicheng with me?"
"Yeah, I'll go."
Isn’t Jiangbei Mountain still in Beicheng?
That family, after living happily for so many years, deserves some retribution.
Jiang Zhi nodded, thinking that she would have to rent a bigger house.
Otherwise, there won't be room for three people.
She considered all aspects, such as work.
Jiang Zhi cautiously mentioned work in front of her uncle again. Fu Jingchu wanted to laugh when he heard it. He was very cooperative with her: "Then thank you for your help, Zhi."
Jiang Zhizhen really thought that her uncle really needed her help.
He nodded seriously: "I will."
She was afraid that he would be disappointed, so she comforted him: "Uncle, don't be discouraged. Every job is equal now. Even...even if we may have to do some hard work or less decent work, it doesn't matter."
"How much effort we put in, how much we will get in return."
Fu Jingchu ruffled her hair and pretended to be nice in front of her: 'You're right.'
Fu Jingchu didn't want her to know too much. She was timid and it would be bad if she was scared.