Chapter 141

The house in the alley is very quiet. I don't know why. It seems that there has always been a rare tranquility here. The residents here rarely meet. Even if they meet, they nod faintly, which is a bit like the taste of friendship between gentlemen as light as water.

Tang Jingyun sat quietly on the sofa and the bright light turned on. She smiled and hung up the phone in her hand. Looking at the number in her hand, she couldn't help thinking about it. What exactly does Tang lingzheng mean and let him have time to go to the Tang family? He is not afraid that he has a crush on such a big Tang family?

She shook her head and suddenly felt that her previous life and this life were really a joke. In her previous life, she tried her best to fight with Tang lingzheng's fox. In this life, the relationship has become so... Like enemies and friends. It's really interesting.

In fact, at the beginning, the way she entered the Tang family changed, and the following nature will also change a lot.

Her fingers crossed one by one in the phone number in her hand, and her eyes narrowed gently. Speaking of the layout, in fact, she borrowed the potential of many people.

Xu Yindong made trouble for her in the stock market, while Fang Qingfeng used some unscrupulous means, and she also found he Yueshu, the friend of Jiang ye and the boss of Xincheng club, who used his official relationship to pressure his family. At the same time, he was in trouble. Old man Liu Banyi, who was far away in the Hong Kong capital, caused a lot of trouble for Du Yekang, making him difficult to protect himself, This brought Nian's family down in one fell swoop.

Without any link, the Nian family can't fall.

You know, this is a Nian family, a first-class aristocratic family in Kyoto. It can be called a first-class aristocratic family in the place of Crouching Tiger, hidden dragon in Kyoto. It is definitely not as simple as it seems.

The annual family interests intertwined a huge network of relationships. As long as the annual family is given a chance to breathe, the annual family may survive or make a comeback.

Tang Jingyun's eyebrows and eyes are a bit sharp. The first ox knife test from rebirth has shown the forces she contacts. Although it's not very strong, it's already very considerable.

Outsiders can only see the collapse of Nian's house. Only the people in the bureau know the mental and material resources consumed. It is definitely not easy to make it clear.

She rubbed her eyebrows. Fortunately, at least it had been removed, but it also avoided a future worry.

The storm of the Nian family gradually passed. In the days when the rookies kept pouring out, the Nian family soon became synonymous with the past, and the situation in Kyoto quietly disappeared.

As the storm dissipated, a man returned to Kyoto.

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When the first snow fell in Kyoto, Jiang ye came back braved the wind and snow.

He refused the kindness of his elders to dissuade him from staying in the military region and hurried back to the love nest where he and the woman lived.

He felt that he had never been as eager to see a woman as at this moment. He wanted to hold her soft body in his arms and say the words of missing for hours.

When he opened the gate of the quadrangle, the huge French window in the main room did not close the curtains. He could see the woman playing with her slender neck like a swan and looking down at the books in his hand.

The dim yellow light hit her face. He seemed to feel the carelessness in her sight. The Phoenix eyes please rise gently, with an unspeakable elegance and laziness.

When he saw this woman, the empty feeling at the bottom of his heart was suddenly filled, and there was even a feeling that he was expanding and about to overflow, which filled his heart without leaving any gaps.

He knew he was planted in this woman, but never at this moment, let him clearly realize that she is so important in his heart that no one can replace her.

Tang Jingyun heard the movement in the yard. She came back from the book and looked up to see the slender and tall figure standing alone at the door.

At that moment, the dark world behind Jiang Ye became a set board, and her heart twisted quietly.

He quickly put down the book in his hand, gently lifted his lips to Jiang ye at the door, and quickly walked out of the room.

When Jiang ye walked into the yard, he saw the figure standing at the door smiling. He couldn't help but feel a sweet and greasy feeling. The man standing under the eaves seemed to be welcoming his husband's return from a long trip. It was good that he was waiting for him.

He is no longer alone, and every time he comes back from a task to meet him, he is not an empty house.

Tang Jingyun looked at Jiang Ye. He was a little tired at the bottom of his eyes. The beard on his face seemed to have not been shaved for several days. There were a few more wrinkles in his meticulous clothes, which was an embarrassing appearance she had never seen.

She brushed away the thin snow falling on his shoulders and said angrily, "I don't know to hold an umbrella when it snows. Do you really think you are an iron body?"

Her slender fingers brushed the fundus of his eyes, showing some heartache in her eyes. "Haven't you had a good rest for several days? You really love to be brave."

Jiang Ye's big hand took Tang Jingyun's hand, put it on his lips, kissed her, hugged her and walked into the room, "yunyun, I miss you, miss you so much."

It is estimated that there is no one in the world except Tang Jingyun. It is not too much to say that Jiang Ye is an iron man. In Jiang Ye's whisper, with deep tenderness, if people who have just returned from the task with him see it, they will definitely lose their chin!

Is this Jiang ye, who acted decisively outside, had a cold and hard style and strongly safeguarded the marine territory on his own? Clearly, he is a gentle person!

Tang Jingyun beat Jiang Ye angrily and signaled him to put himself down. She sat Jiang ye on the sofa and rubbed his hands with her own hands. He was still wearing the clothes he used to wear. At that time, the weather was far from so cold as it is now. No wonder her hands were so cold at this time.

"Sit here and warm yourself up. I'm sure you haven't eaten yet. I'll give you a bowl of noodles."

Jiang Ye grabbed Tang Jingyun's hand. Tang Jingyun turned back in surprise. Jiang Ye stood up with a smile, hugged Tang Jingyun's waist from behind, put his head on her shoulder, "together."

Tang Jingyun's mouth is bent. How can this man become so sticky that he is not willing to be separated for a moment.

Tang Jingyun gave Jiang ye a bowl of noodles in the kitchen. During Jiang Ye's absence, she didn't bother to make too complicated things. She had already stewed the soup and frozen it in the refrigerator. When she wanted to eat, she cooked a bowl of noodles and put some soup. It was simple and delicious.

She gave Jiang ye a large bowl full of noodles, with a large row on it, fried a poached egg and thick soup. It looked very appetizing.

Jiang Ye watched Tang Jingyun cook and his wife cook for him. He only felt an emotion rolling in his chest. It was like a jar of old wine. It became stronger and stronger. It was like he would be intoxicated in it the next moment. Of course, he was willing to die drunk in it.

It's hard to imagine that Tang Jingyun, who doesn't call the wind and rain outside, is at least a resolute woman. If anyone who knows Tang Jingyun knows it, he will think it's a ghost.

Tang Jingyun seems indifferent, but in her bones, she is a very strong woman. You can imagine her talking about financial issues and company management. You can also imagine her fierce determination at the moment she holds a gun, but you can't imagine her cooking with a kitchen knife.

It seems that she deserves to be served.

Jiang ye took a large bowl of noodles from Tang Jingyun. They went to the main room together. Jiang Ye ate the noodles in front of him gracefully and gulped. He didn't know that he thought he was eating delicacies. In fact, he was just eating a bowl of noodles made for him by his little wife.

Tang Jingyun pursed her lips and smiled at Jiang ye, "eat slowly. Such a big bowl is enough for you, not enough for me to do."

Jiang Ye shook his head and smiled, "no, were you feeding pigs?"

Tang Jingyun giggled in a rare good mood. The cold room seemed to be more lively because the male host came back.

"Jiang ye, you're tired outside," her finger touched the tip of his eyebrow. "You've lost weight, well, but you're more handsome."

The lines on Jiang Ye's face became more fierce. It looked like a sharp sword out of its sheath. No one could stop his edge.

"No, I'll be in Kyoto for a long time." Jiang Ye smiled gently. "You'll raise me well and my meat will come back soon."

Tang Jingyun's eyebrows and eyes are curved when she hears the speech. It's unspeakable gentleness. Under the warm light, the two people's figures pull very long. It seems that they are intertwined and inseparable from each other.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom, and Tang Jingyun's beautiful curve was reflected on the bathroom door. After washing the face off his hands, Jiang ye turned and entered the bedroom in the main room. Hearing the sound of running water, he couldn't help smiling.

He took off his wrinkled clothes and revealed his explosive upper body. He got up and picked up Tang Jingyun's sofa and clothes.

When he touched a cold object, his eyes suddenly narrowed and his eyebrows were raised, revealing a slightly evil look. He pulled the revolver out of Tang Jingyun's windbreaker, with an incomprehensible smile on the corners of his mouth.

Colt's revolver seems to be a global limited edition, right? He remembered that the pistol was very good.

It seems that when he was not in the capital, his capable wife did something he didn't know.

When Tang Jingyun came out in her nightgown after taking a bath, she saw Jiang Ye half leaning on the chair, playing with her revolver in her hand. She couldn't help but jump in her eyebrows and walked over without changing her face.

"Do you have anything to tell me?" Jiang Ye shook the riot pistol in his hand.