A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Jing Han, Uncle Shang is a face-saving person, so don't slap Uncle Shang in the face with your words! That child Haotian was spoiled by your Aunt Ouyang, and she is such a protective person. Coupled with menopause, it is easy to get angry. Yesterday, she said a lot of nasty things, and my uncle solemnly apologized to you. Don't worry about it, just treat her as crazy, and don't cause trouble because of those crazy words. "

A slightly apologetic look fell into Bao Jinghan's eyes.

It was very clear that he was apologetic and a little ashamed.

But if you want to pursue it, if he didn't mean to use her, he wouldn't call her that, would he?

But, at the end of the day, she understands.

Laugh it off.

Bao Jinghan picked up the coffee cup, put it to his nose and sniffed it: "Uncle Shang, let's leave this matter behind. I think, with your ability, as long as you regain the power of the Shang family, you will always be able to overcome the hurdle in front of you." .”

"Lend your auspicious words!"

A refined smile floated on her lips.

Shang Zhirong took another sip of his coffee, exchanged some pleasantries with her, asked her how she was doing in recent years, and then brought the topic back to the main topic.

"Hanhan, your mother put this thing here for me. Originally, she asked me to give it to you when you were 20 years old, but..."

Lowering his eyes to hide the bitterness that flashed across his eyes, Shang Zhirong pushed a very elegant wooden box of agarwood that was only half the size of a palm in front of her: "For five years, I have always firmly believed that you will live. There will be a day when we will meet again. So, I never gave this to your father—”

"He is not worthy to be my father!"

Interrupting Shang Zhirong's words in a cold voice, Bao Jinghan reached out and took the square box in front of him.

After watching the circle up and down, he skillfully pushed the left and right sides of the box, and opened this simple mechanism box with ease.

Inside, dark blue velvet set off a delicate key.

There is also a line of code hanging on it.

"Hey! Don't mention him, talk about business."

Shang Zhirong looked at the wooden box in her hand and said, "Seeing how proficient you are in opening it, I guess she taught it!"

"Ah."

"Then now, I will return to Zhao completely, and my task will be completed!"

Shang Zhirong smiled and shrugged.

Bao Jinghan was slightly startled: "Do you know what this key is for?"

Hearing this, Shang Zhirong was also stunned: "Your mother only asked me to give this thing to you, but didn't say what it's for."

long silence.

Bao Jinghan looked at the man with gray temples in front of him, trying to find clues in his eyes.

However, he was very calm.

After closing the box again, Bao Jinghan put it in his handbag.

Looking up again, her eyes became extraordinarily deep and solemn, and even her voice was heavy——

"Uncle Shang, can you tell me... what happened to my mother before she passed away?"

*

At noon, the sun is hot.

Lu Yan looked at the time on the dashboard and drove into the private villa in Linhu Villa.

He and Bao Jinghan made an appointment here.

But when he entered the door, his mood of anticipation seemed to freeze suddenly.

A figure crashed into his arms almost at the same moment he closed the door.

But this is not flirting!

The familiar body is as soft as before.

Even the faint fragrance wafting from the nose did not change a bit.

But his heart was at the moment she spoke.

picked up -

"Lu Yan, hug me..."