Failed Boss

Chapter 53 Photos
At Murong's house, Murong Wan, who was sitting in front of the desk with French novels, heard the notification of a text message on her mobile phone, and hurriedly put the book upside down on the table, took out her pink and purple flip phone, and looked at the text message on it, although she was a little disappointed , or replied: "Then let's make an appointment later."

Jiang Yunhua walked gracefully into her daughter's room on high heels, "Wan Wan, are you texting with Guaiguai?"

Murong Wan looked back and smiled, extremely sweet, "Yeah, I wanted to ask Giannily to go shopping, but she said that I don't have time."

"Does Wanwan like to be obedient?" Jiang Yunhua asked seriously.

"Yeah, I don't know why, but I feel very kind when I see Guaiguai."

Jiang Yunhua lowered her eyes, thoughtfully, raised her hand and touched her daughter's head, "Go on and read, mom is out."

After seeing her mother off, Murong Wan picked up the French novel again and continued reading.

On the way to the study, Jiang Yunhua met the family's old housekeeper, Uncle Fu, who bent slightly towards her: "Young Madam, you are back."

Jiang Yunhua smiled and said, "Well, is Dad at home?"

"Master is doing Tai Chi in the back garden." Fu Bo replied.

Jiang Yunhua rolled her eyes slightly, and immediately said: "Okay, you can go to work." After finishing speaking, she walked straight into the study.

Walking skillfully in front of a huge bookshelf, Jiang Yunhua paused, stretched out her hand to pick up an elegant nanmu box from above, subconsciously looked outside the study, and after confirming that there was no one there, she looked for the key in the desk drawer, she remembered Fairy always puts the keys in the first drawer.

Opening the drawer, a key lay quietly inside. Jiang Yunhua was overjoyed, picked up the key, put the nanmu box on the desk, and opened the lock.

The moment the box was opened, a yellowed photo came into view. Immediately afterwards, the voice of Murong Zu, the most authoritative master of the Murong family, came from the door of the room——

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yunhua was startled suddenly, turned around as if she was burning, and looked at the old man in the silver-white Tang shirt with a guilty conscience.

Although Murongzu is nearly [-] years old, he is full of energy with white hair, especially those falcon-like eyes, which are divine and sharp. Under the gaze of these eyes, Jiang Yunhua has a feeling that there is nothing to hide .

Murongzu stared closely at his daughter-in-law's timid face, obviously feeling her facial muscles twitch slightly.

"Father." Jiang Yunhua called out in a low voice.

Murong Zu looked at the box in her hand and let out a cold snort, which made her tremble, the box fell to the high-grade floor with a bang, and a few photos were scattered out.

Jiang Yunhua squatted down hurriedly, and didn't even have time to check the face on the photo. Under the watchful eyes of the old man, she put the photo back into the box with cold sweat, and weakly put it back on the desk.

"You go out." Murong Zu's thick voice sounded, full of majesty.

Jiang Yunhua walked out hurriedly as if she had been redeemed, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as she walked to the door of the room, Jiang Yunhua saw her husband walking towards her.

Murong Jing had passed his forties, he was wearing a well-tailored black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look more like a literati and less shrewd than a businessman. .

Seeing his wife's complexion changed, Murong Jing stretched out his hand to hold his wife's arm, and asked, "Yunhua, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yunhua waved her hand, a little weakly: "It's nothing."

Murong Jing didn't ask any more questions, but said indifferently: "I see that your complexion is not very good, go and have a rest."

Jiang Yunhua showed him a pale smile, that smile was like duckweed on the water, it would disperse with a light blow, "Yes." She held back the tears that were about to burst into her eyes, and walked past him.

In the study room, Murongzu locked the lock on the nanmu box with his old hands, and then placed the key heavily on the desk. It seemed that he really didn't want to think about the people in the photos.

knock knock --

There was a knock on the door outside.

Murong Zu calmly removed a stack of world famous books on the shelf, then put the nanmu box into a hidden compartment inside, and put the books back in their original place, then said: "Come in. "

Jiang Yunhua went back to her room and sat on the big purple bed, looking at the wedding photo on the wall beside the bed, she was such a young and bright lady 20 years ago.

Raising her hand and rubbing her hair that was cut into her younger sister's head, Jiang Yunhua sighed. If it weren't for her, she would never have been able to marry into Murong's family as a young mistress.

On the other side, the castle.

Aqiusha's heart was pounding, and she trotted all the way back to her room. The furnishings inside were very simple, just a bed, a cabinet, and a large retro ceiling fan on the ceiling.

Aqiusha sat down on the blue single bed, and took out an elegant pure gold pocket watch from under the pillow. This expensive pocket watch did not match her status as a gardener in the Baili family.

The slightly callused hand opened the cover of the pocket watch with a snap, and the hands were still ticking. Aqiusha looked at the black and white photo inside the cover and fell into deep thought.

Time flies like a white horse, and before you know it, it's August.

After more than half a month of study, Xiao Guaiguai's French has improved rapidly. No, now when talking to Huiru, she uses French 40.00% of the time.

Seeing the girl's progress, Baili Hanchu was very happy from the bottom of his heart. Although he knew that the reason she studied so hard was to go back to China, but now her ID card was in his hands.

The afternoon sun came in through the huge glass windows, which was a bit dazzling. In the room, the air-conditioning was constantly blowing, and the air was full of the fragrance of lilies.

The antique telephone at the side rang, and Baili Hanchu, who was sitting on the sofa and enjoying the red wine comfortably, shook the wine glass lightly, the dark red liquid hit the glass wall lightly, and picked up the receiver with the other long, white and slender hand, lazily The voice slowly overflowed from the thin red lips, and it was as rich and mellow as the red wine in his hand: "What's the matter?"

The housekeeper LS on the other end of the phone asked respectfully: "The people in the guard room just called to say that a Miss Murong came to see the Young Madam. Would you like to let Miss Murong in?"

Baili Hanchu glanced at the girl who was studying French with a notebook on the small sofa next to her, "Ms. Murong, please come, it's time for me to take a rest."

"Yes, sir."

Baili Hanchu gently put the earpiece back to its original position, then reached out and gently removed the pink earphone from the girl's head, looking at her with a smile.

The earphones were taken away suddenly, and the sexy voice of the French man inside seemed to be echoing in his ears. Xiao Guaiguai was studying hard, but when he was suddenly interrupted, he was naturally a little unhappy. Those beautiful and pure big eyes were full of dissatisfaction. Yue, even broke the self-regulation that he had to speak French when he opened his mouth, and said directly in Chinese: "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)