Song Nianyue didn't say anything more.

After going through it, she used to be quite satisfied with the background status of the original owner being a wealthy family and her parents loving her. However, after a long time, she realized that the original owner's parents had been asking her to win over the Song family, and they did not love their daughter as much as they thought. It's not that she hasn't thought about resisting, or learning from other heroines and breaking up with her original family. However, apart from dancing, she has no other specialties at all. Leaving the Song family means that she has to abandon the current wealthy life.

In the past, in order to live a prosperous life, she once thought of marrying a rich middle-aged man with a big belly. Now that she has passed through and became a rich man, how could she give up such an identity?

After breakfast, Song Nianyue changed her clothes and went to the Song family.

The Song family is alone in the center of City B. Unlike the surrounding modern and fashionable Gundam Buildings, the Song family's house looks simple, stern and elegant. Every time he comes to the Song family, Song Nianyue is faintly amazed. Family style.

"Miss Song, the old lady just went to rest." The housekeeper led the way.

"It's okay, I'll just wait for the old lady to wake up." Song Nianyue's elegant face kept a slight smile, skillful and dignified.

There is a lotus pond in the Song family, which was dug by Mrs. Song. Every summer, the old lady likes to admire lotus flowers on the pavilion of the pond. Since the incident of Jiang Ci falling into the pond, the edge of the pond has already been added. Half-person-high fence, and there are special people responsible for inspection and maintenance every year.

When she passed by the pond, Song Nianyue stopped, she looked at the pond in a daze.

When the housekeeper saw Song Nianyue stop in front of the pond, he turned his head and said with a smile, "It's autumn now, and the lotus flowers have long since fallen, but this year the old lady let people pick a lot of lotus flowers to make wine."

Song Nianyue shook her head and nodded.

"Speaking of which, Miss Song has a lot to do with this pond. When she was young, Miss Song had a kind heart and jumped into the pond to save Master Jiang Ci..."

Fragments popped up in my mind.

She remembered it, remembered the dream she had last night. It was not a dream, but a memory from the original body, a memory that had been forgotten for too long.

The little boy in the dream was Jiang Ci, and the black and fat girl... Song Nianyue raised her red lips, and there was a glimmer of light in her eyes.

...

When Song Nianyue walked into the house, the old lady had just woken up and was sitting in the hall next to a famous tea master who made tea for her. The big tea master, who is hard to find outside, is the servant of the old lady.

Conquering the feeling in his heart, Song Nianyue immediately woke up.

"Old lady." She stepped forward with a smile, a sweet smile on Qing Ya's face.

The old lady slowly raised her eyes and watched the tea master put the brewed tea in front of her, "Sit down."

Song Nianyue's heart became more and more tense, "Yes, old lady."

Everyone thought that she had rescued Jiang Ci and was Jiang Ci's life-saving benefactor. However, only Song Nianyue knew that she never got the old lady's smiling face again, and the old lady looked at her lightly. Even if she tried her best to please her, she didn't get the old lady's special favor.

Fortunately, Song Nianyue found that the old lady looked like this to everyone, even her grandson didn't like to smile very much.

The tea master handed Song Nianyue a cup of tea, and she politely thanked her.

After the tea master left, she opened her mouth and said to the old lady, "I heard from the butler just now that you asked someone to make lotus wine, and I don't know if I will be honored to drink it."

"The longer the wine is brewed, the more mellow it will be." Mrs. Song sipped her tea and said slowly.

The old lady's meaning was obvious. She always knew how to look at the old lady's face, so she wouldn't drink it. Song Nianyue didn't care too much, she quickly responded, "Yes, that's what you said."

Holding her hands tightly, Song Nianyue mentioned it casually, "When I passed by the pond just now, I found that it is already autumn, but unfortunately I haven't had a chance to watch the lotus flowers this year. But autumn also has the beauty of autumn. I was watching it in front of the pond just now. After a while, I inadvertently remembered what happened when I was a child."

She looked at the old lady drinking tea and said warmly, "Old lady, I suddenly remembered the time when I saved Jiang Ci..."

The old lady Song put the tea on the coffee table, and she looked up at Song Nianyue.

Song Nianyue's heart tightened, but she still told the story of the fat black girl who pushed Jiang Ci into the pond.

"You mean that black and fat little girl is Su Yue?" Old Mrs. Song squinted her eyes, her hair was white and her eyes were still energetic, sharp and wise.

Song Nianyue suppressed the joy in her heart, "Yes, in fact, just take a look at Su Yuexiao's photo and you'll know." It was normal for the Su family to come to the Song family's banquet, so Su Yue appeared at that time. In the Song family, it is not surprising at all.

"However, now that Su Yue is married to Jiang Ci, if Jiang Ci finds out about this matter, it may affect their relationship. I'm also worried that there will be a day when paper can't keep the fire and will be discovered by Jiang Ci. , it's still not good. That's why I'm embarrassed, I want to let the old lady make the decision, and see if you can continue to hide this matter..."

She understands Jiang Ci's character. Whoever hurts him, he will never let him go, and he will be ruthless.

If he was told what Su Yue had done to him, he would definitely hate Su Yue!

Mrs. Song closed her eyes and said slowly, "That child Aci hasn't come to see my old bone for a long time."

...

Since leaving the chives behind, Su Yue has been obedient to Jiang's words these past few days, which is too good.

Jiang Ci was eating the new mango cake made by Su Yue, and looked at the chives who sat at the door of the room and was told not to step into the room for half a step, and he snorted.