"Cheng Rui?" Jiang Xing'er's voice was getting closer and closer.
In the darkness, Jiang Yun couldn't see Yun Chengyi's face clearly. She only felt that the big hand on her waist tightened first, and then she loosened it. Suddenly, there was hot air in her ear. "I'm not asking you to choose. I'm just informing you."
The strong smell of seaweed drifted away like a gust of wind.
The door of the study opened, and the lights in the corridor shone in. Then the door closed, and the lights disappeared.
Outside the door was the sound of two people talking.
There was a hint of doubt in Jiang Xing'er's sweet voice. "Cheng Rui, why are you in the study? Didn't you say that you were going to the bathroom?"
"When I came out of the toilet, I saw the door of the study open, so I went in to have a look. The decoration of the study is very elegant."
"Well, I also like the decoration of my study the most. After we get married, we will also make a similar study..."
The voices of the two gradually faded away. Jiang Yun leaned her back against the bookcase and slowly slid to the ground. A sense of powerlessness suddenly rose in her heart.
She didn't understand why he would pester her for no reason since he was going to marry Jiang Xing'er. If he insisted on not letting her go, what was the point of her hard work now?
However, the sense of powerlessness did not last long, so she quickly cheered up. Anyway, whether Yun Chengyi intervened or not, she had to avenge her grandmother and brother.
He turned around and reached for the legendary book. He took out the letter, put it into his pocket, avoided the living room, and entered his room.
Before she could open the letter, the door was pushed open with a bang. She was so shocked that her hand trembled and the envelope fell to the ground.
Jiang Xing'er's expression was cold as she walked over aggressively. Jiang Yun immediately lifted her leg and kicked the envelope under the bed.
She raised her head and raised her eyebrows slightly. "What's wrong? Is your fiance gone?"
Jiang Xing'er crossed her arms and looked down at her coldly. There was a sharp light in her eyes. "Were you also in the study just now?"
It turned out to be because of what happened just now...
"Really?" Jiang Yun pretended to be confused and frowned. "Who went to the study just now?"
In normal times, she wanted to admit it openly so as to stimulate Jiang Xing'er. But now she was only anxious to read the contents of the letter and did not want to argue with her here.
"You didn't go to the study?" Jiang Xing'er looked incredulous.
This time, it was Jiang Yun who picked up her arm. "If you insist on going, then I have no choice. What's wrong? Did your fiance just enter the study? So now you come to question me, do you suspect that I had an affair with him in the study?"
In fact, she had been with Yun Chengrui in the study just now. She had stolen from him!
Jiang Xing'er's face suddenly became fierce. "Impossible! Cheng Rui told me that he hates women like you who are willing to sell anything for money the most."
A woman who was willing to sell anything for money?
Oh, it turned out that in his heart, she was like this...
Seeing the smile on Jiang Yun's face gradually disappear, Jiang Xing'er felt much happier. She turned around and said, "It seems that I've thought too much. How could Cheng Rui still be with you?"
What's more, she was under the eyes of the Jiang family.
When Jiang Xing'er went out, Jiang Yun raised her fair hand, pinched the space between her eyebrows, got up and locked the door. Then she turned back, lay on the ground, and picked up the letter from under the bed.
When she opened it, her hands trembled unconsciously.
It was just a simple piece of A4 paper. There were not many words on it, but the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, which was the usual style of her grandmother.
"To me, Sun Xiaoyun.
When we first read this letter, our grandmother might no longer be in this world. Our Jiang family has wronged you, your brother, and your mother. Your father is indeed a bastard, but his heart is not bad. You can call him father or not, but for the sake of our grandmother, please don't hurt him.
"The Jiang family is unfortunate, and Lu Hui and her daughter are unkind. There is something wrong with your brother becoming a vegetable, so you must be careful. I have seen a child named Xiaoyu in the Jiang family since I was a child. If you enter the Jiang family, she can be used by you. If you are in trouble, contact Second Uncle Jiang, and he is..."
Jiang Yun flipped through the paper again and again and found that the letter ended here. But it was obviously an unfinished letter. What did her grandmother encounter in the process of writing? And why did she seal the letter and put it into the book when she only wrote half of it?
She didn't know that.
She raised her hand to touch the corners of her eyes, and there were wet tears between her fingers.
Jiang Yun stuck the letter to her heart. The plain paper seemed to carry heat and warmed her chest.
Grandma was thinking about her...
But after he was moved, he felt uneasy again.
She had thought that her grandmother would mention some key clues in this letter, but now it was not mentioned in the letter. Who was that Second Uncle? Where was he now? Why would he be willing to help her? Why had she never heard Jiang Ming Huan mention him before?
Right now, the only person Jiang Yun could do anything to was the servant named Xiaoyu.
The next day, Jiang Yun asked around the building and asked the maid named Xiaoyu, who was responsible for watering flowers and plants in the backyard.
She was surprised. Normally, the servants who were taking care of her grandmother should be more relaxed. But on second thought, she understood. How could Lu Hui keep a servant who served her grandmother all the time with her?
When they arrived at the backyard, the first thing they saw was a beautiful garden with all kinds of flowers. The flower garden was neat and beautiful, and they could see the efforts of the person who took care of it.
Suddenly, in the five-colored garden, a man wearing a straw hat and linen clothes stood up from the flowers. She put down the sickle in her hand, took off her sleeve, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her forehead.
The sun cast a layer of light on her face.
"Little Yu?" Jiang Yun tentatively raised her voice.
The man was stunned and turned around to look at her. Only then did Jiang Yun see her face clearly. She was a very delicate and pretty girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old.
Jiang Yun covered the sun with one hand and waved to her with the other hand. "Come here."
Xiaoyu walked out of the flowers and looked at her timidly.
Jiang Yun narrowed her eyes and looked her up and down. "Are you the one who took care of this flower garden?"
Xiaoyu nodded.
"Do you know who I am?"
Xiaoyu kept silent for a moment and continued to nod.
This made Jiang Yun a little surprised. "You used to serve grandma?"
Her words made Xiaoyu's eyes turn red. She bit her lower lip and continued to nod.
She frowned slightly and said softly, "Are you mute?"