Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Jiang Mo glanced at the lighted windows in the courtyard, and was not so worried about her.

But he still worriedly told him, "When you sleep at night, lock the doors and windows, no matter who knocks on the door, you are not allowed to open it, you know?"

"Okay." Yan Wanqing nodded obediently.

Jiang Mo suddenly remembered something, "Wait for me here, I'll be right back."

Yan Wanqing didn't know what Jiang Mo was going to do, so she obediently stood there and waited for him.

But in 5 minutes, Jiang Mo came back with a big handbag in his hand.

"what is this?"

"I bought you some snacks, and I'll make up for it when I'm hungry at night." He opened the bag, "There are some notebooks and pens in here. If you're bored, you can draw or write in a diary or something."

"I wanted to buy you something else, like wool or nice fabrics, but that store didn't sell them."

Jiang Mo said: "There is nothing to do tomorrow, I will take you to the mall to buy."

Jiang Mo was very thoughtful, and even helped her think of things to pass the time.

Yan Wanqing has never seen the carelessness of men in Jiang Mo, he always thought of everything for her thoughtfully, sometimes, she couldn't think of it herself.

"No, these are enough for me to pass the time."

And the scarf she knitted for Jiang Mo is not yet finished.

"Okay, I'll come and see you tomorrow when I have time." Jiang Mo urged Yan Wanqing, "Come into the room and watch you go in before I leave."

Yan Wanqing went back to the house, she turned on the light, put down her things, and wanted to see if Jiang Mo had left.

As soon as he opened the door, he met a pair of deep and gentle eyes.

Jiang Mo stood tall and straight at the door, raised his eyebrows and asked, "If you don't pack up and sleep, what are you going to do?"

"I……"

Guilt flashed in Yan Wanqing's beautiful eyes, and she glanced at the water pipe not far away from the corner of her eye, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, "I'll go get the water."

"The bucket in your room is full."

"is it?"

Yan Wanqing really didn't notice the water in the bucket.

"I'll fill it up for you myself."

"All right!"

After Jiang Mo said that, the water in the bucket was really full.

"Go back to sleep."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Jiang Mo had been standing outside the door, waiting for the lights in Yan Wanqing's room to go out before turning around and leaving.

Yan Wanqing was lying quietly on the bed. Human senses would be infinitely magnified in the dark. She heard Jiang Mo's footsteps from near to far.

After a while, she turned on the light, walked to the desk with her slippers on and sat down.

She opened the notebook, looked at the blank pages, and somehow felt an urge to write a novel.

Although there were computers in [-], most people couldn't use them, and novels could only be published through publishing houses or magazines.

Yan Wanqing only had a rough outline, and she wrote down her thoughts in a notebook in the form of an outline.

There is a publishing house in the city center, and she plans to write an opening article of [-] to [-] words and try her luck with the publishing house.

……

Jiang Mo has been preparing for the opening of the store during this time, and he is too busy to see anyone every day.

After Yan Wanqing's incident with the owner of the rice noodle shop, she put aside the matter of starting a business.

Now Haishi is in the development stage, there are many opportunities, she searches slowly, and always finds opportunities.

All she has to do now is to prepare for the start of school, and prepare a small surprise for Yan Xuehui by the way.

Yan Jing hired a tutor to supervise Yan Xuehui's homework every day.

Yan Xuehui was annoyed and slack, finishing her homework for the winter vacation the day before school started.

The first thing she did after finishing her homework was to slip downstairs and call Jiang Yanhui.

Jiang Yanhui is playing in the karaoke hall.

"Brother Hui, your phone number."

"Who called?"

"She said her name is Yan Xuehui."

Jiang Yanhui was annoyed when she heard the name Yan Xuehui, "I know."

The buddies dancing with Jiang Yanhui came over and asked, "Yan Hui, who called you?"

"A living ancestor."

"If you want me to say that you are idle, it's wrong to let the young master go, and go to be a bodyguard, you are not abusive!"

"If it wasn't for our old man pressing me down, I wouldn't even look at her with hot eyes."

Jiang Yanhui was full of disdain.

He walked out to answer the phone cursing, and his expression changed the moment he picked up the receiver.

"Huihui, have you finished your homework?"

"Yeah, where are you, let's go out and play!"

"Our old man celebrates his birthday today, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out."

Yan Xuehui was unhappy, "I'm going to start school tomorrow, if you don't take me out to play today, I won't be able to go out in the future."

Yan Jing clearly told her that the tutor she hired now will accompany her to finish the high school entrance examination.

In other words, her Saturdays and Sundays are spent studying, and she has no time to play.

Jiang Yanhui immediately coaxed: "Huihui, don't be angry, as soon as our old man's birthday banquet is over, I'll go find you, okay?"

"It's almost there."

Yan Xuehui hung up the phone, and Jiang Yanhui spat hard on the ground.

If it wasn't for Yan Xuehui's value, he wouldn't bother to talk to her.

"Hello, I want to ask, do you know where Shuntian Publishing House is?"

A gentle and sweet voice pierced his heart like a pot of fine wine, and Jiang Yanhui immediately restrained his sinister expression.

He looked at the quiet and beautiful little girl in front of him, and was stunned as if he had been struck by electricity.

"do not you know?"

Jiang Yanhui came back to his senses and hastily straightened his collar to make himself look like a human being.

"Turn left when you go out, go straight ahead, and turn left at the first intersection."

"Okay, thank you."

Yan Wanqing turned to leave, the waves created by her flowing hair swept across the back of Jiang Yanhui's hands, tickling his heart.

Jiang Yanhui looked at Yan Wanqing's slender back, "Do you need me to guide you?"

"I'm so sorry."

"Don't feel embarrassed, I'll take you there."

Jiang Yanhui enthusiastically walked ahead and led the way, "I hear your accent doesn't look like a Haishi person. Are you here to go to school or play?"

"travel."

After finishing speaking, Yan Wanqing added in a soft voice, "I just arrived yesterday, so I don't know much about this place."

"I understand. I know this place very well. If you have any place you want to go, you can tell me, and I will take you there."

Jiang Yanhui felt that he was too enthusiastic, and was afraid of scaring Yan Wanqing, so he quickly changed his words, "I mean, I am from Haishi, and I have a lot of contacts. If you need help, just ask me."

"But we don't know each other well."

"Isn't the relationship between people from unfamiliar to familiar?"

Yan Wanqing nodded slightly, "It seems to make sense."

Jiang Yanhui looked at her, his eyes could hardly move away.

Yan Wanqing is gentle and humble, quiet and beautiful, in stark contrast to Yan Xuehui's greedy and shrewd behavior.

Not to mention Jiang Yanhui spurned Yan Xuehui.