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Chapter thirty-five, not that kind of secret

After leaving the hotel, Jiang Ruoying was blown by the cold wind, and she became more enlightened in a daze.

In the private room, listening to the conversation between grandfather and Jiang Ruoying, she felt like she was falling in her dream. As Wen Nairong and Xia Qiu got away, the feeling of dream faded, and she turned her head to look at grandfather.

"No need to ask, it's true." Jiang Feihong knew what she was going to say and gave the answer directly.

This question is like a plug. Once it is answered, the plug is pulled out and more questions come out.

There are many questions, a small mind, a failed organization, a blocked thinking, and I don’t know what to ask.

The grandparents and grandson got into the car and returned to YX City. In the car, they closed their eyes and rested. In fact, no one was sleepy, everyone was full of energy, and everyone had a lot of things to say, but they couldn't say it in the car.

From Wen Nairong, they learned two principles of pawning: voluntary and secret.

Jiang Feihong was glad that he did not tell anyone about Xia Qiu's existence. He thought that this was probably a test for him, and he passed, so he was qualified to join the club.

When they went to YX City, to the villa, they asked the servants to go out, closed the door and window, and then closed the study room door, and the two began to talk.

Jiang Ruoying asked the most essential and initial question: "Grandpa, who is that Grandpa Xia?"

"I don't know." Jiang Feihong shook his head.

"As long as you live in modern society, you will leave traces, right?" Jiang Ruoying didn't believe it.

In this information age, individuals have any secrets and privacy.

"The traces are very obvious. At the age of 18, senior high school student, his parents divorced, and lived with a mother and daughter. He suffered an accident last year and was only recovered not long ago."

Jiang Feihong paused and looked into his granddaughter's eyes: "But, is this true?"

Jiang Ruoying was frightened by the deep meaning hidden in her grandfather's eyes.

Jiang Feihong said slowly and deeply: "Who knows who is in that body? Since lifespan can be traded, it is not difficult to change the body, right?"

Jiang Ruoying sat on the sofa. She had never thought about it, and it would take some time to digest it.

...

Xia Qiu and Fumiyoung came out of the hotel, refused the waiter's taxi service, and walked together on the way back.

"How do you feel when working on the first day?" Xia Qiu asked the young secretary.

"ordinary."

"Is that simple?"

"It turned out to be a little nervous. I calmed down when I saw Jiang Feihong, probably because he was too flattering." Wen Nairong said in detail, "Apart from you lie to Jiang Ruoying to call you grandpa, nothing beyond expectations happened."

"Are you jealous? You can also call me grandpa."

Xia Qiu put his hands on Fumiyoung's head, and the girl's height is just right to make a cane.

"Thank you for your kindness, no need."

"Then call me dad."

"don't want."

"If you call me dad, you will be one senior in your life than Jiang Ruoying, and you can ask her to call you aunt."

"Even if you list such benefits seriously, I can't agree to your request."

"Then I'll give you the task of calling me dad."

"The secretary should not have the obligation to do such a task."

"You're so unconventional."

"I am the secretary who works, not the secretary who is fucked, and there is no need for mood."

Xia Qiu exclaimed: "It is obvious that such words can be said without changing your face, and you will be pushed and stopped by calling Dad."

"Today's work is over, right? Can I take a taxi home?"

"I actually broke the topic apart!"

Looking at the dark night, Xia Qiu said, "There is one more thing. You can find a way to get me a recommended place, so that you can get a clear and open place, and you can quickly approve the recommended ones."

This senior high school life, which is even more than 996, is not wanted to continue in Xia Qiu for a day.

Wen Nairong wrote down Xia Qiu’s request and sent a message to Jiang Ruoying.

The purpose of the club is not to collect pawns and build a huge interest group, but to solve problems in life for Xia Qiu.

The club exists to make summer and autumn life smooth.

"It's not difficult to get a recommended quota, but it's probably difficult to meet your requirements." Wen Nairong has understood the recommended mechanism, "If I can get it, I want to get one for myself."

"It's amazing. I, the little secretary, have just started working and I want to fill my pockets!"

“I’m applying with you.”

"Call me dad and pass your application."

"Then forget it."

"Is it okay to call me?"

"Can I leave?"

Damn, the little secretary doesn’t cooperate with the boss’s hobbies at all!

It was almost midnight, so Xia Qiu took a car and first sent the disobedient young secretary to his home, and then went back to his own home.

After entering the door for three or five minutes, Yi Yue knocked on the door and brought a plate of fruit pieces.

"How is Xiao Fang?" Yi Yue asked.

"After so many days of persuasion, I probably have recovered from the blow of a broken heart."

"Next time I ask him to come to sleep here."

"It shouldn't be next time."

Fang Yuming, who was heartbroken, is very useful, but if you use too much, you will be suspected by Yi Yue. If you use it once, you will have to let him rest for a while.

A strawberry was given to the summer and autumn, and sent to Yi Yue's mouth.

This is a compulsory subject every night. Yi Yue was reluctant at first, but now she is used to it.

She opened her mouth, and the tender and juicy teeth didn't come. Her upper teeth touched the lower teeth and bit her empty.

Xia Qiu deliberately removed the fork.

After slapping his head, Yi Yue pretended to be fierce: "Yiyi can no longer satisfy you, even I am teasing you, right?"

"So it's Aunt Yue. I thought it was Yi Yiyi. It's all your fault that you are too young and I'm confused."

"What's the use of saying these sweet words to me?" Yi Yue scolded her and smiled happily.

"Really, you stand with Yiyi, just like the twin sisters. It's normal for me to get confused." Xia Qiu handed the strawberry back to Yiyue's mouth.

Yi Yue closed her lips tightly and refused to cooperate, so she listened to his quibbling.

Xia Qiu said again: "If you don't believe it, why don't you take Yiyi to school tomorrow? People who are unfamiliar will definitely not recognize it. If it is exposed, you will say that you are Yiyi's twin sister."

Yi Yue smiled: "The more I talked, the more outrageous it became. I became Yiyi's sister. Isn't it your sister? Do you want to rebel?"

The strawberries on the small fork in Xia Qiu: "Eat this first, I'm very tired when I hold it."

Yi Yue glanced at him and bit off the strawberry.

After Xia Qiu finished eating the fruit pieces on the plate, Yi Yue went back to rest.

She didn't take what Xia Qiu said seriously, just thought Xia Qiu was making her happy.

This is proof that she doesn't care about her appearance.

If she carefully observes herself in the mirror and covers the old ones with new cognitions, she will know that Xia Qiu's words that she and Yiyi are like twin sisters are not a lie.

Xia Qiu was just a bit exaggerated afterwards. Her temperament was mature, not comparable to a young egg roll, but there was a slight difference in her body shape. The two of them stood together, and the one who was regarded as their sister was definitely Yi Yue.

After taking a shower, Xia Qiu lay on the bed, turned his head to look at the nightstand, and the bath scrubber written by Yi Yiyi.
Chapter completed!
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