Seventy: After going to the countryside, I became the boss's favorite

No one knows how she managed to survive during those dark days.

But now, her son has grown up and is able to protect the girl he likes. Liu Yueying suddenly feels relieved about her former helpless self.

The next morning, Gu Jiamo bought some breakfast and sent it to the Shen family.

Today is the weekend, Xuan'er didn't go to school, but sat obediently beside Liu Yueying peeling eggs.

After more than a year of careful care, Xuan'er's complexion has changed a lot compared to before, and I don't know if it's because she left the Qianshan Brigade, but she is no longer afraid of the knock on the door.

When she saw Gu Jiamo, she snuggled up to her as usual and put the peeled eggs into Gu Jiamo's porridge bowl.

"Sister Jiamo eats eggs."

"Thank you, Xiaoxuaner. Come with me to the park today, okay?"

There is a park near their house. Although it is winter now, there are many rockery and pavilions in the park, which is a good place for entertainment. Gu Jiamo also wants to go to the flea market.

Although she also knew that there were many shrewd people in the second-hand market in Beijing, and some good things might be taken away by those old men with sharp eyes, but she had the jade bracelet, so she might be able to make some money!

So, after breakfast, Gu Jiamo and Shen Yusheng each held one of Shen Yuxuan's hands and walked to the flea market. Worried that she would lose the money due to carelessness, Gu Jiamo put all the money with Shen Yusheng.

Since coming to Beijing, not only Liu Yueying has become more free with her money, but Gu Jiamo is no less generous.

Shen Yusheng then realized that when she was in the Qianshan Brigade, Gu Jiamo was still restrained in spending money...

When the three of them arrived at the flea market, the salesmen there didn't take them seriously. They thought they were just kids who came here just to look around for books. These days, young people like this often come here, and the salesmen are used to it.

Gu Jiamo did not go to the place where used books were sold. She was concentrating on picking out items in the porcelain and wooden sections. By chance, she saw a porcelain bowl, but before she could squat down and take a closer look, she heard someone calling her.

"Jia Mo, is it really you?"

Gu Jiamo turned around and saw a woman in gray clothes running towards her. She felt vaguely that the voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where it was.

It was not until the person came closer that Gu Jiamo realized that it was He Tingting!

She was now wearing a set of half-new clothes, and her hair was cut very short, but even so, she had not taken good care of it. Unlike Gu Anran's neat short hair, her short hair was very messy...

Gu Jiamo didn't expect to meet her here, but when she saw that the bike she rode over was full of paper boxes and the like, she guessed that she was probably doing the business of buying second-hand goods.

"It's me, but I don't think there's anything else for us to talk about."

Before Gu Jiamo left, she had completely broken off with He Tingting. Even though she had never had time to do anything for her in this life, in the original book, the original owner died because of her.

Gu Jiamo had no right to forgive He Tingting on behalf of anyone else, not to mention, she didn't like her in the first place!

He Tingting's gaze fell secretly on Shen Yusheng. She had actually been observing Shen Yusheng just now and could see how he protected Gu Jiamo. He Tingting didn't expect that after Zhou Mingcheng left, there would be such a handsome man by Gu Jiamo's side.

"Jia Mo, aren't you curious about where Zhou Mingcheng went? After all, he went there for you..."

She deliberately said only half of the sentence, leaving half of the ambiguity for Shen Yusheng to imagine. Unfortunately... she made a wrong calculation, because Shen Yusheng had seen how Gu Jiamo got along with Zhou Mingcheng.

But the person in front of me...

Shen Yusheng protected Gu Jiamo behind him and looked at He Tingting with impatience.