The butler took a long string of keys and found a rusty quaint key. He looked at Jiang Yansheng with a worried expression. "Miss, the attic hasn't been cleaned for a long time. There may be a lot of dust inside …"
"It's okay," Jiang Yansheng replied faintly. "I'm just going in to look for something."
"All the things in Mom's room are in the attic, right?"
The butler nodded. "Mrs. Shen wanted to throw them all out, but Master stopped her in the end."
Speaking of this, he raised his eyebrows strangely. "After Master and Mrs. Shen quarreled, all of Mrs. Shen's things were moved there."
As he spoke, he opened the lock of the attic with a squeak.
The attic was shorter and narrower than the underground floors. Just standing at the door, the two of them felt that the ceiling was close to them.
"You go out first. I'll look for it myself." Jiang Yansheng ordered. The butler turned around and went out.
Jiang Yansheng looked around. There were a lot of messy things in the attic, but they were all covered with a layer of dust. It looked like a place for garbage.
There was a stuffed teddy bear that was more than half a meter tall sitting against the wall at the door. Half of the cotton on its arm had fallen out.
Jiang Yansheng pinched her nose and walked inside. Even if the light in the attic was turned on, the light was still very dim. She looked slowly along the side and finally found something related to her mother.
Maybe Shen Lu still had a little conscience. He put all the things in a cardboard box in an orderly manner.
Jiang Yansheng coughed as she opened the cardboard box. She just wanted to see if there was anything in her mother's belongings that could be linked to the man Jiang Chu had mentioned before.
It was impossible for her mother to leave no trace of her mother's memory for Jiang Chu to remember her so deeply.
She almost turned the contents of the cardboard box upside down. In addition to the diamond ring and necklace that Jiang Chu had given her, there were some dead green plants. Under the green plants was a thick diary.
She pulled out the diary. There was dust on it, and it gave off a moldy smell.
She flipped to the first page and a few photos fell out.
One of them was a university graduation photo. In the photo, everyone was tossing their bachelor's hats high in excitement.
The other photo was taken a long time ago. It was a photo of three people together. The one in the middle was his mother, who was smiling like a flower. The one standing on the left side, with his arm around his mother's shoulder, should be the young Jiang Chu.
To the right of the two of them stood a tall and straight man. At first glance, the man looked very handsome and elegant, but after a few more glances, one would find that there was a haze hidden between his brows. He looked like a difficult person to get along with.
Although Jiang Chu was indeed less greasy when he was young, no matter how she looked at him, he was not as handsome as the man on her mother's right side. She really couldn't understand why her mother chose to marry Jiang Chu when the three of them met before her mother got married.
And, somehow.
The more she looked at the man on the right, the more familiar he seemed.
It was as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Jiang Yansheng turned the photo over and saw a line of beautiful words written in black ink on the back.
Gu Sichu, Fang Manhan, and Jiang Chu.
Impressively, it was the names of the three people.
She looked at the photo several times again, and her heart skipped a beat. She remembered where she had heard the name Gu Sichu before.
This man was obviously Gu Yan's adoptive father and Gu Yiyi's biological father.
When she married into the Gu Family, in such a big villa, except for Gu Yiyi, who was always swaggering, and the obedient servants, she rarely saw Gu Sichu.
She almost never talked to Gu Sichu.
It was just that at the ridiculous wedding with Gu Yan, Gu Sichu sat high up at the top of the banquet, holding a cup of tea in one hand, watching the farcical scene below coldly, without saying a word.
She knew that Gu Sichu and her mother had a good relationship.
When she was born, her mother had arranged a baby marriage with Gu Sichu.
It was said that if their children were of different genders, they would marry each other. Her mother seemed to hold her hand when she was a child and asked her to call him Uncle Gu.
But when she grew up, she rarely saw Gu Sichu.
She didn't believe it and put the photo back.
Jiang Yansheng didn't believe that the man Jiang Chu talked about was Gu Sichu. She tried hard to find some clues in the diary, but except for the first few photos, her mother left almost nothing.
On the contrary, the second half of the diary began to record her birth, which was full of the joy of being a mother for the first time and love for her.
After reading for a while, Jiang Yansheng's eyes turned red. She wiped her eyes with the only clean sleeve and sneezed because of the flying dust.
After rummaging in the box for a while, she came down from the attic with the notebook.
"Look, there's dust on your hand." The housekeeper seemed to have been waiting downstairs for a long time. He handed a clean tissue to Jiang Yansheng and said, "Miss, you'd better clean up first. The food is ready on the first floor. You can eat now."
Jiang Yansheng answered and asked the housekeeper for a bag. She put her mother's notebook in it and asked someone to send it to the car. Then she felt relieved.
Although she couldn't find the man Jiang Chu talked about, she could find something related to him if she took back the diary that recorded her mother's life.
Coming out of the bathroom, Jiang Yansheng shook off the water on her hands, pulled out a strange chair in the living room, and sat down.
The housekeeper came in with a bowl of hot noodles, and the servants came in one after another with fragrant dishes.
"I noticed that you smelled of alcohol, so I asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for you. It's good for your stomach."
Jiang Yansheng smiled at him and said, "Thank you."
The housekeeper winked at Jiang Yansheng and said, "If I wasn't considerate, Master wouldn't have let me stay in the Jiang Mansion for so long. Miss, eat more. Anyway, Master and Mrs. Shen won't come back tonight."
The hot noodles entered her stomach, and she felt much better.
When Jiang Yansheng was eating slowly, the door of the Jiang Mansion was suddenly smashed open, and a naughty female voice almost filled the whole first floor of the villa.
"Where is the housekeeper? Find someone to help me carry the box. My hands are almost broken! "
Jiang Yansheng savored the half-eaten noodles and suddenly felt that they were tasteless.
What a disappointment.
He came to have a look when no one was there. Who knew that Jiang Yaru would come back at the right time?
The housekeeper looked dissatisfied for a moment, but he quickly adjusted himself and greeted them gently. "Miss Jiang is back. Help her move the things."
Jiang Yaru threw the heavy luggage on the ground with a bang and walked to the living room with a bad face while shaking his sore hands.
"Are my parents home? Why is it so quiet at home …? " She bypassed the barrier at the entrance. The moment she saw Jiang Yansheng, her two exquisitely drawn eyebrows immediately twisted exaggeratedly. "Why are you here?"
Jiang Yansheng smiled and put down the chopsticks in his hand. "You shouldn't ask this. I want to ask you why you are back."
She was really a jinx. She couldn't eat because of him.
Jiang Yaru walked up to Jiang Yansheng angrily. The makeup on her face had not been removed, and the glittering pink on her eyelids dazzled Jiang Yansheng.
"Did you steal something from the house when Mom and Dad weren't home?"
Jiang Yansheng looked up at her nonchalantly, as though he was looking at a little bug that was making noises. "Jiang Yaru, not everyone likes to pick up rubbish like you."
"According to the rule of first come first served in the Jiang Mansion, I came first and you came later. Why is it wrong for me to come back?"
She rolled up the noodles like eating western food and took a bite.
"Really? Jiang Yaru sneered. "I heard that you have no money recently and are going to marry the boss of Cloud Entertainment, right? Why are you putting on such an arrogant attitude now? There are only two of us at home. Don't pretend! "
"My sister's gossip is as inaccurate as ever." Jiang Yansheng cursed Jiang Yaru from head to toe in his heart with a gentle smile on his face.
The servants standing around were all frightened by the angry Second Miss. They didn't even dare to raise their heads and shrunk their necks, trying to blend into the wall.
"Oh? I'm not accurate? " Jiang Yaru proudly raised her neck and looked at Jiang Yansheng contemptuously. "I think you are the one who is out of touch with the news, right? I heard that President Gu Clan and his good sister are having an affair recently. Didn't he send you flowers in a high-profile manner? Why do men change their minds so quickly nowadays? "
"Fickleness."
Jiang Yansheng narrowed her eyes and looked at her, wondering how credible Jiang Yaru's casual news was. After a while, she was sure that Jiang Yaru was talking nonsense.
She picked up the tissue on the table and elegantly wiped her mouth, talking nonsense with Jiang Yaru. "Oh. It's my abandoned ex-husband. I didn't expect Gu Yiyi to be the same as you. You both like to pick up things that others don't want. "
Jiang Yaru trembled with anger and stood by the table. "What are you so proud of? Don't think that I don't know that you are still in a relationship with that president. Let me tell you, I heard the news with my own ears! "
"Gu Yiyi said it herself. Gu Yan will marry her soon. Because he wasn't present at the previous marriage with you, he was going to permanently erase you from his resume! Gu Yiyi also said that she will be Gu Yan's first wife … "
Jiang Yansheng looked at her and decided not to suppress her rising anger.
She pulled out the chair, stood up, and gave Jiang Yaru a backhand slap on the face.
She gently closed her palms, which were slightly painful from the slap, with a faint smile on her face.
"Gu Yiyi said it was Gu Yiyi who said it. If you like to listen to other people's words so much, why don't you be her dog?"
Jiang Yaru screamed as if he had been greatly wronged.
"How dare you slap my face? My face is much more important than yours. I still need to rely on it for filming … "
Jiang Yansheng raised his eyebrows and directly flipped the half-eaten noodles on Jiang Yaru's clothes.
The boiling hot juice splashed everywhere in Jiang Yaru's flustered movements.
"Face?" Jiang Yansheng looked at the broken glass on the ground and chuckled. "Anyway, you don't rely on this to make money. Why do you still need face?"
She elegantly pointed at the spiral staircase.
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