Chapter 706
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Qiao Lian looked up at him and said after a pause, "Thank you. 13579246810ggaax”
Shen Liangchuan didn't say a word.
He knew that now that she had personally witnessed the lives of these people, she would definitely feel guilty.
Their words of thanks were merely to thank him on behalf of those people for helping them.
Shen Liangchuan put his hand on her shoulder and said unhurriedly, "It's nothing."
Then he looked out the window and said, "It's not a busy day and you've grown up here. Why don't we go for a walk?"
Qiao Lian nodded upon hearing this.
They returned to the hotel and changed into a fresh set of clothes.
Shen Liangchuan wrapped himself up tightly and followed Qiao Lian out the door.
They drove along the streets of Suzhou aimlessly. Looking at the scenery, Qiao Lian sighed, "Suzhou is developing too fast. I haven't been here for eight years and I don't even recognize this street anymore."
She pointed around and said, "When I was young, I used to eat vermicelli soup at that place. It's delicious."
Then she looked ahead and pointed. "That place's roujiamo is delicious."
"…"
Qiao Lian kept chattering in Shen Liangchuan's ear.
Smiling, Shen Liangchuan continued driving, allowing her to look at him as he spoke.
Suddenly, he felt that this kind of thing had a calming effect on him.
As he contemplated this, Qiao Lian suddenly stopped talking.
He turned around and saw that Qiao Lian's eyes were fixed on a villa district in front of them.
He followed her line of sight and saw that it was a very large manor.
Qiao Lian's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Shen Liangchuan asked, "What's the matter?"
She couldn't hide the sadness on her face and said, "That's my home."
That had been her home.
The home she had lived in for more than a decade.
The home where her father, mother and brother had lived happily ever after.
But hadn't that home been burned down eight years ago?!
The car stopped by the roadside and she opened the door. She jumped out and strode towards the house.
Just as he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks and looked up at the familiar scene in front of him.
Shen Liangchuan followed her. Seeing her expression, he knew that something was wrong and asked, "What's the matter?"
Qiao Lian's eyes welled up with tears. "Do you see that? That tree was planted the year I was born. It grew up with me. "
"The flower pot over there has a broken corner. I accidentally smashed it when I was young, but that flower pot is very valuable, so Dad has never been willing to throw it away."
She then pointed to the swing in the garden behind the fence. "That's my favorite place. In the summer, I'd sit there, and Dad would stand behind me and push me so high that I could see the whole street."
All of this was too familiar. It was so familiar that she felt as if she had returned to eight years ago. She would carry her school bag home from school, and she would feel that if she walked up and knocked on the door, her parents would come to welcome her.
Tears welled up in her eyes at once. Unable to restrain herself, she took a step forward and pressed the doorbell without another word.
Just at this moment, her wrist was suddenly held by a warm big hand.
Qiao Lian spun around and saw him staring at her. "Didn't you say that eight years ago, your house was burnt to the ground in a fire?"
These words jolted Qiao Lian back to reality.
She turned her head again, her eyes revealing an expression as if she had seen a ghost!
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