"How do I feel that you are intentional." Jiang Muye said lightly, looking directly at her, "Want?"

"No." An Xiaoxiao was anxious, "I didn't mean it."

There was a flush on her face, and her hand was holding his arm tightly, looking nervous.

Jiang Muye let go, "Don't be so frizzy in the future, I will think you have other ideas."

An Xiaoxiao, who stood up, exhaled briefly, and closed the window with a simple tone. Jiang Muye had wiped her feet when she returned.

She put the footbath into the bath room and stabilized for a while before coming out.

The small ripples that just appeared between the two were calm again because of this episode.

An Xiaoxiao further strengthened Jiang Muye's indecisive thoughts, and realized that he was still cautious and serious about getting along with him.

She took the bank card he gave from the bag and handed it over, "The card is returned to you."

Jiang Muye missed, "You keep it."

"No." An Xiaoxiao insisted, "Mom went out to travel, and I don't need so much money for the time being. I also have a job myself."

Jiang Muye raised his chin and glanced at the bedside table, "Let's put it here."

An Xiaoxiao let it go, according to the words, and he was relieved immediately. Without taking his money, the relationship between the two was finally equal.

……

A few days later, An Xiaoxiao officially went to work at the Home Cafe, and sometimes returned to the Qingshuiju break at noon to cook some dumplings made by her mother.

Jiang Muye has indeed fulfilled his words. No matter where Yu Lin and Uncle Lin went, they have arranged accommodation and special cars, which makes An Xiaoxiao feel relieved.

At noon that day, An Xiaoxiao came to Qingshuiju as usual, but met an unexpected person, Lin Yu, the daughter of Uncle Lin.

Uncle Lin has a son and a daughter, her daughter is 35 years old, has always been arrogant, and her son is 28 years old. He has always been idle and neither is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Since Yu Lin and Lin Yi got married, except for coming to ask for money, An Xiaoxiao rarely saw them both.

Lin Yu is locking the door of Qingshuiju, and An Xiaoxiao passes by, "Sister Lin Yu? Why are you here? Have you eaten lunch? There are dumplings in the refrigerator..."

"It's needless to say that these are useless." Lin Yu frowned, "You don't want to come here anymore. This place has already been sold by me, and all the locks have been replaced."

"What?" An Xiaoxiao looked at her incredulously, "This seems to be my home."

"What is your home?" Lin Yu hummed, "Your mother has given the house to Lao Lin, this is my home."

This is the place where An Xiaoxiao lived since childhood, with many good memories, how could mother give the house to others?

"I believe it or not!" Lin Yu stood at the door with his arms, "Anyway, the property certificate of this house is with me, and I have sold it."

Speaking of here, An Xiaoxiao had to believe that Uncle Lin was kind to his mother. At this time, it was understandable that she left the house to him, just...

"Then you can't sell it, this house means a lot to me."

"I care about you!" Lin Yuman raised her eyebrows loudly, "Your mother took away the demolition funds of Lao Lin, two people go out and get away, regardless of my life and death, what's wrong with me selling a house?"

Listening to her today, it seems to be just for money.

"How much do you sell? I can buy it back at the original price."

"I didn't plan to sell it to you!" Lin Yu scoffed, "If you want, wait for the head of the family to come over and talk to him."

After that, she lifted her foot and wanted to go. An Xiaoxiao stopped her, "At least let me go in and pack up?"

"I sold the things in the house to the buyer together with depreciation." Lin Yu waved her away impatiently, "Don't bother me, I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Sister Lin Yu!" An Xiaoxiao grabbed her arm, "Can you tell me the buyer's contact information?"