Chapter 78 Can I Act Like a Baby to Anyone? Yun Jiao slept well that night. When she woke up, the system told her that Shen Jinyan had Jiao raised her hand and looked at the ring on her hand. Shen Jinyan's behavior was very different from what she remembered of the original character. This made her wonder if the other person suddenly felt lonely and cold after his death and wanted to take her, the widow, away with him. As she was thinking this, a servant came and knocked on the door, reminding her to go downstairs for breakfast. Yun Jiao wanted to take the ring off and put it away, but she found that the ring seemed to be grown on her hand and she couldn't pull it off no matter what. Instead, because she used too much force, her finger turned red. Did Shen Jinyan do something? But she couldn't take it off, so Yun Jiao didn't bother her fingers anymore. She calmed down, got ready and went downstairs. Sitting upright on the sofa in the living room was a man in a moon-white robe. He had a cool and clear aura, and looked like a master. The butler was talking to the man, asking questions about the ritual and what materials needed to be prepared. Hearing the noise, the two looked over and Yun Jiao smiled. Yun Jiao was extremely beautiful. She was wearing a white dress, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, and she had no makeup on her face. Her skin was white with a hint of pink. She looked at me with a clear gaze, which brought a feeling of purity. But after living together for a few months, how could the housekeeper not know that this new wife was beautiful, but also extremely bad.
Seeing her, the butler's expression faded slightly and he called out. "Madam, will you serve the food now?" Yun Jiao nodded, glanced across the living room, and asked casually. "Where's Alan? Hasn't he gotten up yet?" "The second young master said that breakfast should be sent to his room." While speaking, the housekeeper's expression was vaguely inquiring, as if he was wondering if Yun Jiao had bullied Jiang Xinglan in private again, causing people to be afraid to eat at the same table with her. Yun Jiao, who had indeed bullied someone, walked over and sat down without saying a word. When his eyes met He Yuzhang, who was wearing a long robe, he nodded politely. The man's eyes paused for a moment, and the time his gaze stayed on Yun Jiao was so long that it was rude compared to his temperament. "Mr. He?" the butler called out with a frown. No matter how inappropriate Yun Jiao's behavior was, she was still the eldest young master's wife. Now that the eldest young master is gone, leaving behind a young and beautiful wife at home, the housekeeper is naturally on high alert and keeps an eye out for the opposite sex in the house. "Madam, you seem very different from yesterday." He Yuzhang said this meaningfully. He Yuzhang in this copy is worthy of being a practitioner of metaphysics, his perception is very sharp. Yun Jiao sighed in her heart but looked at it calmly. "Maybe it's makeup and face-changing?" Hearing this answer, a low laugh escaped He Yuzhang's lips. Then the servants placed various breakfast dishes on the table. Seeing Yun Jiao lowering his head to eat, he also started to eat the clear soup noodles. After breakfast, He Yuzhang prepared for the evening ritual, while Yun Jiao wandered around the garden out of boredom. The garden at home is well maintained, and there is a glass sunroom in the garden, which is very pleasing to the eye.
She walked into the sunroom and found that the flowers and plants there were much better maintained than those in the garden. They were all valuable and not delicate and difficult to grow. Yun Jiao was admiring the flowers when a voice suddenly sounded behind her. "lady." She turned around and saw Chu Qing, who was wearing a black shirt, with neatly combed hair, dark and deep eyes, and a sharp look. Chu Qing held a pot of wilted flowers in his hand. The delicate flowers did not match the strong man at all. The pot fell into his hand like a small toy. Yun Jiao searched her memory and found out that it was her fault that Chu Qing was growing flowers. The original character was in a bad mood a few days ago and smashed a lot of flowers in the sunroom. Afterwards, she was worried that her family would use this incident, so she asked her to go back to her parents' home and said that it was Chu Qing who smashed the flowers. Chu Qing was also asked to come over every day to take care of the flowers until they were well. Chu Qing used to be Shen Jinyan's bodyguard. After Shen Jinyan passed away, he stopped working and lived at home, ready to be on call at any time. He was a taciturn person in the past, and he didn't defend himself, but acquiesced to the matter. However, looking at these flowers, this seemingly rough and tough guy actually knows a bit about tending to flowers and plants. "You take good care of the flowers." Yun Jiao praised. Chu Qing glanced at her, as if wondering how she, the culprit who smashed the flowers, had the nerve to say such a thing. Seeing that the man was silent, Yun Jiao moved closer to look at the flower he was holding. The flower was still a little wilted, but the leaves looked quite fresh. It was only a matter of time before it recovered. Yun Jiao came closer unexpectedly, with only a small pot of flowers between them. She was so close that Chu Qing could clearly smell the light scent on her body. Chu Qing's whole body stiffened. He lowered his eyes and saw Yun Jiao's slender white neck again. His breathing became heavy, and he suddenly took two steps back, put the flowers on the stand, and left in a hurry, as if there was a flood or a beast behind him. Yun Jiao: “…” No, isn't she so unpopular? Yun Jiao felt depressed and didn't want to continue shopping, so he simply went back to his room and opened the game to play. Time quickly came to night, and before the ritual, Yun Jiao and Jiang Xinglan knelt in front of the mourning hall and burned paper. Jiang Xinglan knelt beside her and mechanically put paper money into the basin. The firelight shone on his eyebrows. His eyelashes drooped, and it was impossible to see the emotion in his eyes. After burning the paper money, the two were driven away by He Yuzhang. It was said that other people could not be around during his rituals. He also reminded everyone to go to bed early and not to come down if they heard any noise. Hearing this, Yun Jiao looked at the ritual materials placed in the mourning hall and suspected that He Yuzhang was trying to summon the soul. But it would be better to summon Shen Jinyan's ghost. She doesn't want to be scared by a ghost again tonight. Yun Jiao obediently went upstairs with Jiang Xinglan. The housekeeper also followed the instructions and asked the servants to go to bed early and not stay behind at night. When the entire Shen family slowly quieted down, Yun Jiao was walking into the room when a figure squeezed in from behind him. Jiang Xinglan pressed the person against the door with his backhand, put one hand on Yun Jiao's ear, and controlled the person in front of him. His dark eyes fixed on her, and a low voice sounded in the dim light. "You miss big brother?" Yun Jiao looked at the other person and asked how he knew that. After all, she herself didn't even know when she missed her deceased husband. Receiving the gaze, Jiang Xinglan held Yun Jiao's hand, stroked the ring on it with his fingertips, and spoke in a deep tone. "You're wearing a ring, even though you weren't wearing one before."
"I suddenly thought it looked good, so I put it on." Yun Jiao found an excuse and then moved closer to the person. "Alan, don't you like me wearing this ring?" The distance between them was shortened, so close that Jiang Xinglan could feel Yun Jiao's warm and sweet breath. Jiang Xinglan knew that the other party was a bad person and wanted to scare him away. He stopped and did not retreat. He stared at Yun Jiao without hesitation and uttered a few words. "do not like." Yun Jiao just thought that Jiang Xinglan felt that she was not worthy of wearing the wedding ring given by Shen Jinyan. Thinking of the ring that she couldn't take off no matter what, her mind turned, her fingers moved in Jiang Xinglan's palm, and she looked up and said. "Then Alan, help me take it down?" The arc of Yun Jiao's movement was very small, as if she had rubbed Jiang Xinglan's palm. Jiang Xinglan only felt a sudden numbness in his heart. He pursed his lips slightly and looked down at Yun Jiao who was looking at him with clear and beautiful eyes. "Can you act like a spoiled child to anyone?" Hmm, this sounds familiar.