Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

"Fool, this is your home. If everything changes, will Xiaomo find her home when she comes back?"

Seeing Jasmine's joyful expression, Situ Chenjue felt warm in his heart.

He knew that it was all worth it. In fact, Bao'er and Zhen'er had yelled several times over the years that this tree was too old, that wall was too old, and this giraffe looked very dirty and asked to be replaced.

But he never agreed, but every year he sent someone to clean up, paint and refresh. He loved Bao'er and Zhen'er.

But Xiaomo will always be indispensable in his heart.

Back then, because her mother needed her, he let Xiao Mo go and let her fly to the wider sky.

When she comes back one day when she gets tired of flying, he must let her find her own home.

Situ Chenjue pulled Jasmine and rang the doorbell. Jasmine shrank back passively, and shrank behind Situ Chenjue.

Situ Chenjue also smiled and said, "Xiaomo, this is home, why do you act like a guest?"

"Dad, I, I'm a little nervous..."

The 24-year-old Jasmine seemed to be a little girl of a few years hiding behind her father.

I thought again, but didn't dare to look at the scene inside the door.

——This used to be her home for more than eight years. I have lived in this house since I can remember, but why now I feel familiar and strange, so scared, so scared...

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The door opened slowly, and the hostess - Mrs. Situ, Ye Huanyan appeared at the door.

She was wearing home clothes, her hair was combed into a ponytail, she was wearing simple but delicate pearl white earrings, and she was wearing a pink apron. She didn't have any makeup, but her skin was super good, her smile was sweet and gentle, and she waved to Jasmine with a smile.

She wasn't particularly excited, but just greeted Jasmine in a very homely way:

"Come on, Xiaomo, Auntie's meal is almost ready when you come back. It's your favorite dish."

"Ah...Auntie Huanyan still remembers what dishes I like to eat, I almost forgot..."

"Of course I remember, Xiaomo loves spicy crayfish, fish-flavored eggplant, cumin beef, borscht... By the way, there are also mango pudding and double-skin milk!"

"These... I haven't eaten for a long time..." Jasmine couldn't help being moved and hungry again when she heard this.

"Of course it doesn't taste good in foreign countries, it's okay, you can eat it right away!"

Such familiarity, such warmth, it seems that the interim time has never passed the past ten years, as if I am still the same as I was back then.

It’s just that I went to school for a day, and when I came back, there were delicious meals, and the smiling faces of my father and Auntie Huanyan.

But Jasmine still had some timidity in her heart. Of course, this timidity was for Situ Zhen and Situ Baoer, especially Situ Baoer.

She still remembered how Situ Baoer pouted and condemned herself that day.

Although she understands that she is young and ignorant, she also understands that girls of this age are the most difficult to serve.

If you don't like someone in your heart, it's hard to get her to change her mind.

Just like myself back then.

Huanyan seemed to understand Jasmine's thoughts, and winked at her husband.

Then suddenly there was the sound of pattering footsteps through the door.

Jasmine subconsciously thought it was Situ Zhen or Situ Baoer, and looked forward vigilantly.

Unexpectedly, it was an old woman who came forward. The old woman had a hunched back and a staggering gait. She seemed to be in her 70s, but she was still in good spirits. There were not many wrinkles on her face, and her eyes were shining. With a glow of excitement and surprise.

—Guess who this is. . .