When I Woke Up, I Became a Top Boss

Chapter 95 Letter to Wife (3)

Passing through the corridor is the main hall of Runyuan, which is connected to two wing rooms.

The sunlight seems to become brighter here, dispersing the smell similar to mothballs.

Slightly less dull.

Jiang October walked to the main hall and took a look. After the Cheng family sold Runyuan, they moved away all the household appliances, but the old furniture remained intact.

But this is not a gift. Fu Qinghan must have spent a lot of extra money to buy this old house.

Jiang Yueyue's hand touched a screen, which was engraved with auspicious patterns of happiness, longevity, and longevity, but it gave people the illusion that it would break when touched with his hand.

The moment Jiang October's hand touched it, she withdrew it. She turned to look at Fu Qinghan behind her: "Xiao Fu, why did you buy this ancient house?"

Fu Qinghan's expression was pale and he just said calmly: "It's just the wish of a deceased elder in the family."

Jiang Shiyue said "Oh" thoughtfully and stopped talking. She walked through the main hall and came directly to a courtyard.

The sunlight fell slightly, dispersing the smell of decay in the air.

This courtyard was even more open and connected to several wing rooms. Jiang Yuyue walked directly to the one closest to him.

Fu Qinghan did not follow, he just looked slightly along the quadrangle towards the sky.

The sky curtain was also cut into a square shape. Maybe many, many years ago, someone also looked at the square sky outside the house like this.

Baiyun Canggu, only for a moment.

Fu Qinghan's expression was unpredictable, but no emotion could be seen. The clear blue sky reflected in his eyes and slowly blended with the depth of his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

I only heard him say calmly: "Miss Jiang, you can do it yourself."

Jiang October nodded and walked in. This was a bedroom. There was a canopy bed with a mortise and tenon structure. It was made of mahogany inlaid with rosewood and carved with exquisite chilong patterns. It was antique and looked like a house. The year has passed, and the double bed tents on the bed have been folded into a half-moon shape. The thick silk and satin are stained with the obsolescence of the years.

Jiang Yueyue glanced around, and through the hollow window grilles beside him, he could see the hazy tree shadows swaying slightly. Everything became extremely quiet.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard slow footsteps behind her.

The crunching was very clear, but one foot was heavy and the other was light.

Then he stopped behind her.

He just stood there quietly, as if waiting for her to turn around.

Jiang Yuyue turned around calmly and lowered his eyes.

She saw a pair of feet, one wearing embroidered shoes, made of dark blue satin, with exquisite embroidered lotus flowers on the tips, with dark green leaves and curved filaments.

The other foot was bare on the ground, and the nails were round, with a moist pink color, but with a wet sheen.

Baiyun Canggu, only for a moment.

When Jiang Yueyue raised her eyes, she suddenly found herself standing alone in front of the carved wooden door.

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He was obviously still in that bedroom just now.

She looked at the green tiles and white walls in front of her. After all, this was a wealthy family.

Looking up, there is a wooden plaque hanging on the door - "Cheng Mansion", which invisibly adds a bit of splendor to this deep courtyard.

Jiang Yueyue looked at it carefully for a moment, and she let out a long sigh, because the building in front of her was undoubtedly not Runyuan.

But maybe it was Runyuan a hundred years ago.

(End of chapter)