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Chapter 194 Throw it all out for me!
It wasn't until Song Xiaoya came that the young master gradually changed, his temper became much softer, and many of the previous rules disappeared, so the situation changed.

After hearing what the servant said, Song Xiaoya frowned. Did Jiang Beichen spend all the New Year's Eves like this before?

At this time, she suddenly remembered the back of Jiang Beichen leaving alone when she went back to Song's house that day, which made people feel distressed.

Although Song Xiaoya didn't know how many secrets were hidden behind Jiang Beichen's loneliness, she still couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

"You mean, he will return to the villa by noon today?" Song Xiaoya came back to her senses after a moment of trance, and asked the servant.

"Normally, it should be like this." The servant replied with certainty.

Song Xiaoya nodded, then took out her mobile phone thoughtfully, and called Jiang Beichen.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and Jiang Beichen's deep voice came from inside, "Say."

"Jiang Beichen, where are you now?" Song Xiaoya asked her.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you miss me?" Apart from Jiang Beichen's teasing voice, there was also some whistling wind on the phone.

Song Xiaoya was a little strange, and then asked him puzzled, "Where are you, why are there rumors?"

Now the sun is shining and the weather is warm, how can there be wind? Could it be that Jiang Beichen is standing on the top of the mountain now?

"I'm outside. I have something to deal with. I'll be back soon." Jiang Beichen seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before answering her. 】

His voice seemed to be weird, Song Xiaoya intuitively felt that something was wrong, but she was not sure what was wrong, "Then when will you come back?"

"I'll be home in an hour, what's the matter?" Jiang Beichen asked her in a low voice.

"It's nothing, just... I want you to accompany me back to my mother's house this afternoon, is that okay?" Song Xiaoya asked weakly, a little afraid that Jiang Beichen would not agree.

"Okay." Jiang Beichen agreed without hesitation.

"Great, then I'll wait for you to come back, bye!" Hearing that he agreed, Song Xiaoya was immediately happy.

At this time, Jiang Beichen was wearing a black windbreaker, standing in a cemetery on the top, and hadn't moved for a long time, until Song Xiaoya called.

After the phone was hung up, he pursed his lower lip, put the phone back in his pocket, and stared blankly back at the tombstone in front of him. After looking at it for a long time, he turned around decisively and went down the mountain.

After Jiang Beichen walked away, there was silence on the top of the mountain again, except for the solitary bunch of flowers placed in the open space in front of the cemetery.

After Jiang Beichen went down the mountain, he drove back to the urban area and headed directly to the villa in the middle of the mountain.

After returning to the villa, his feet had just touched the car, and when he was standing on the ground, he suddenly heard a burst of crackling firecrackers in the villa.

Jiang Beichen's complexion froze for a moment, and he immediately frowned, his face suddenly darkened.Standing there, I looked coldly at the firecrackers burning in front of me.

After the long firecrackers were lit, he walked into the villa with a dark face, and his voice was a little angry, "What's going on?"

As soon as his voice fell, Song Xiaoya covered her ears, got up from the grass with an excited face, and ran to him.

After getting closer, Song Xiaoya couldn't help but feel a little bit uncomfortable when she saw his complexion. She secretly said that something was wrong, then gave him a dry smile, and blinked her big eyes, "I specially asked them to prepare this." Yes, you are warmly welcome back!"

"That... If you don't like it, I won't do it in the future... It's New Year's Eve today, don't be angry!"

Although I knew before that he might not like it, but for Chinese New Year, it is important to have some Chinese New Year atmosphere, right?

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some mischievous elements in it.

Hearing that Song Xiaoya stepped forward to admit her mistake immediately, Jiang Beichen frowned even deeper.

He would rather not have this way of welcoming him!

Moreover, who knows whether she is welcoming or deliberately trying to play a prank!
This woman always challenged his bottom line again and again in various ways, but every time he would soften his heart, and then he could only pamper her.

Even if he was really angry in his heart and wanted to get angry, he couldn't really do anything to hurt her.

Seeing that his face was still cold, Song Xiaoya began to panic. She walked over slowly, tugged at the hem of his clothes with her small hand, and explained, "This is a custom in our hometown. Firecrackers must be set off during the New Year. Only then can it be auspicious, so that bad things can be driven away and the new year will be ushered in!"

Jiang Beichen didn't speak, but just stared at her expressionlessly.

Originally, he was very upset in his heart, and entered the door with a look of anger on his face, but he couldn't bear to get angry when he saw her. After hearing her voice of voluntarily admitting his mistakes, his anger gradually faded away.

He took a steady breath, then raised his head, and his expression froze.

I saw that the courtyard and the hall were full of red lanterns, and there were occasional small colored lanterns. There was a red color everywhere, "Song Xiaoya, did you ask someone to make these?"

These red colors are so dazzling to Jiang Beichen.

"Yeah!" Song Xiaoya gritted her teeth, since she had already admitted it earlier, she couldn't escape now, then nodded her head, admitting it tragically.

She didn't understand, it was just a simple arrangement, every household would be like this, how could Jiang Beichen have such a big reaction?

He seemed to really dislike seeing these things.

"Pick it off and throw it out for me!" Jiang Beichen tried several times, but finally resisted the urge to stifle internal injuries, did not lose his temper with her, and then turned coldly at the servant beside him.

"Why did you take it off... I think it's good..." Hearing that Jiang Beichen was going to throw it all out, Song Xiaoya immediately showed a distressed expression.

This was just hung up, so I really appreciate it, why take it all down and throw it out, it's too wasteful!

Isn't this very beautiful, it looks festive, and it also feels like a Chinese New Year.

Jiang Beichen frowned, then looked at her coldly, "I don't like red!"

His favorite color is red!
"..." Jiang Beichen's words made Song Xiaoya stunned for a while, she didn't understand why.

Although everyone has colors they like and dislike, when Jiang Beichen said he hated red, the deep disgust in his eyes still shocked her.

That expression is really disgusting, very special disgusting!
(End of this chapter)