486: C486 I'll Go Back to the Jiang Family

C486 I'll Go Back to the Jiang Family

Jiang Nanxi walked into the building. Although Jiang Soong had adjusted the layout of the Jiang family more than ten years ago, Jiang Nanxi could no longer find the appearance of the house when she was young.

The only thing that did not change was the staircase made of sandalwood. It was still strong and heavy, and the handrail was polished until it was shiny and moist.

She followed the staircase to the second floor. On the left side of the staircase was her father and mother's bedroom. On the right side was her brother's bedroom, and the second was her previous room.

She pushed open her brother's room and was instantly attracted by the photo on the wall.

In the middle was a big photo of the family of four before their parents divorced.

It seemed like it was taken on Jiang Nanxi's birthday. She even wore a crown on her head and smiled like a little fool.

At that time, her brother was still very young and inexperienced, but he was still handsome.

His father was also tall and sturdy. The muscles on his face were very plump, shining, and smiling very brightly.

This had always been the image of her father in Jiang Nanxi's heart. And when she saw her father again, his illness was still weak and old.

At that time, her mother was also very young and beautiful. The smile on her face was happy and gentle.

Jiang Nanxi suddenly felt her nose ache and tears fell down.

"Mom, dad left. Did you two meet again underground? Before he died, he said that he really regretted it!"

Jiang Nanxi wiped her tears and looked at the pictures on the wall. Only her brother's were there.

He seemed to be remembering his own growth. Almost every picture had an age marked on it.

Jiang Nanxi looked at these pictures as if she was watching her brother grow up. From a young and inexperienced youth, he had grown into an indomitable man.

Jiang Nanxi was very pleased. She and her brother had experienced the changes in their lives and neither of them had grown crooked.

She went to her room and when she saw her mottled desk, her face instantly turned red.

That desk was filled with pictures of a certain male celebrity.

At that time, she had really chased after celebrities with fervor. She had chased after his magazines, his album, and his movies and dramas. The first thing she had to do when she returned home after school was to post all sorts of rankings for that celebrity every day.

Her life had changed so much that she had suddenly forgotten about that superstar. She had never thought about it again!

What made her blush even more was that there was a storage box on her desk. Inside it was a half-made doll, a nondescript painting, and that childish handiwork.

She facepalmed. She didn't know who had saved all this. Was it to prove that she didn't have any artistic cells?

She opened the closet. It was filled with clothes, a princess dress, a miniskirt, a pink dress, a big coat, a scarf, a hat...

Jiang Nanxi was funny and proud. At that time, she was a real princess.

But these things, she could not wear them. Why would she keep them?

There were rooms on the third and first floor. Qiao Yi chose a suite on the first floor and used it as her bedroom and study room.

That study used to be Jiang Huai's.

Qiao Tianyu chose a room on the third floor.

After she chose a room, Qiao Yi settled down and put her things back in place.

At noon, the three of them stayed in Jiang family for lunch.

There were two middle-aged women in the kitchen. Jiang Soong said that the original servants had all resigned, including Ms Su. These two were newly recruited. One was surnamed Liu and the other was surnamed Hao.0

Their cooking taste was not bad. Jiang Nanxi left them behind to take care of Qiao Yi and Hsu Qiaoqiao's life.

Qiao Yi said, "Nanxi, it is my fortune to know you. I have lived a wealthy life without work!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled and said, "From now on, you are the owner of this place. Don't be polite. You should talk about it and manage it."

Qiao Yi nodded, "Although I am a guest, I will not be polite!"

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