Chapter 278 Just an old photo
Jiang Yunhui got out of the tent, and Uncle Huo was already packing things. He stretched his waist and walked towards him, his eyes met and his smile was long.
Uncle Huo grinded his hands to make coffee, and the two of them clinked the cups in tacit understanding, sipping the warm aroma while looking at the charming scenery.
Jiang Yunhui always had a smile on his face, a shallow but unable to hide smile, and Uncle Huo's heart finally settled peacefully in his stomach. This trip is worth it!
"Morning -" Xiang Nuan staggered over in a lazy sleep. Her hair was messy and her clothes were buttoned wrongly. "Is there any more coffee?"
Jiang Yunhui's smile suddenly bloomed. He looked at her from head to toe and couldn't help but help her comb and tidy her hair.
He makes you behave badly when sleeping and makes you have to struggle. When he thinks of her acting like a frightened bunny last night, he can't stop smiling.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Not good." Xiang Nuan took the coffee from Uncle Huo and took a gulp, regaining a little bit of his anger, "It's cold and biting."
"Then bring the bed next time." Jiang Yunhui teased her.
"The whole fish pond will be in the yard next time." Uncle Huo also joked.
"Do you still want to catch fish?" Jiang Ranran's little head came out of the tent. When he talked about catching fish and shrimps, his energy that he had raised all night was instantly revived.
"Get up, little lazy pig, we're going back!" Xiang Nuan yawned and waved to Jiang Ranran.
As soon as he heard that he was going home, Jiang Ranran slipped out and went back to the tent. He didn't have enough fun to go home in a hurry.
"Are you sure you don't want to go play with Uncle Duan?"
Xiang Nuan really knew how to lure Jiang Ranran into taking the bait.
"Duan Chenming?" Jiang Yunhui suddenly lowered his face, "Why are you looking for him?"
"Ask him for help with something."
"Why him?"
"What are you doing?" Xiang Nuan frowned, and Jiang Yunhui immediately changed his smile, "Why does the car show have nothing to do with him? Just ask casually."
Xiang Nuan thrust the coffee cup into his hand and went to pack his things.
"Beautiful." Uncle Huo shook his head.
Jiang Ranran also shook his head speechlessly.
Jiang Yunhui glared at the two of them with disgust, but secretly wanted to give himself a slap in the face. He followed Xiang Nuan staggeringly and started to help in a way that caused trouble, causing Uncle Huo and Ran Ran to burst into laughter.
After the short camping trip, Jiang Yunhui drove his car slowly into the courtyard gate. As soon as the car parked, he saw a figure speeding towards him.
"Is it Manager Han?" Xiang Nuan looked out of the car window.
"Why didn't you answer the call?" As expected, it was Manager Han. He didn't wait for Jiang Yunhui to get out of the car, opened the door and started to send out a burst of crazy messages.
Jiang Yunhui took out his phone. It turned out that he had turned off the sound last night to avoid disturbing Xiang Nuan's sleep. Manager Han had been making a series of fatal calls since 4 a.m., but he didn't receive any of them.
"You were waiting here early in the morning..."
"Oh, look at this, this is from a friend of mine."
Manager Han didn't care about the family affairs and directly thrust his mobile phone in front of Jiang Yunhui.
It was a photo, or a photo with a somewhat blurry quality, but Jiang Yunhui froze in place at a glance.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Nuan noticed something unusual and took a closer look. The person in the close shot in the photo is obviously Yuan Zhen. There are pedestrians in twos and threes in the background. Among them is a man and woman standing sideways. It is not difficult to tell from their intimate embrace that they are a pair of lovers.
Jiang Yunhui and Wan Qing.
It should be said that it feels like Jiang Yunhui and Wan Qing. After all, the distance was very far, and the person who took the photo at the time should have used virtual focus technology to highlight the heroine Yuan Zhen.
"It is said that she showed it to others. This picture was taken by my friend. The original picture is clearer than this one. It has not been released yet. Once it is made public in the future, someone will definitely muddy the waters." Xiang Nuan laughed. "It's just an old photo, what can it provide for discussion?" She said while taking her phone and looking at it carefully.
It is undeniable that Wan Qing in the photo is somewhat different from myself. She is thinner and quieter, and even her invisible smile shows her gentleness and elegance. However, it would be unfair to say that there is no resemblance at all. Time, hairstyle, clothing, status, angle... any change will make the person appear in a different state.
If others would disturb this troubled water, wouldn't she herself be able to disturb it?
"You asked Miss Yuan for the original film later. When did this happen? If I hadn't seen it, I would have forgotten it."
She looked very happy, as if she was recalling sweet past events.
Jiang Yunhui also came to his senses and said, "What's the problem?"
"It is said..." Manager Han hesitated and looked at the two of them, "Yuan Zhen said that you are different from what she remembers. You know, everyone is very concerned about the identity of the wife..."
Xiang Nuan was suddenly startled, held his face in his hands and said playfully: "I'm scared to death, I thought they were going to say that I had plastic surgery."
After she finished speaking, she turned around mischievously and went to greet Uncle Huo and Ran Ran to pack their things, as if Manager Han's worries were just an unfounded imagination.
Manager Han's mind was a little down. So there is no doubt that the person in the photo is her? But...
"Thank you for making the special trip," Jiang Yunhui smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I have withdrawn from the circle, and not so many people are paying attention."
Tsk, after saying this, Manager Han rolled his eyes. If this exciting news gets hyped up, let alone withdrawing from the industry, even if it turns into ashes, it will probably cause a lot of waves.
"Be mentally prepared, you know the methods of those people who confuse right and wrong."
Seeing Jiang Yunhui pouting, he added: "It's not clear what the purpose of Yuan Zhen's coming back is. If she is eager to gain a foothold in the country, then you would be a good choice."
"Me? Haha, then she has been away for a long time and the information is too limited."
Jiang Yunhui laughed, but Manager Han beat his chest and stamped his feet. You are at the peak of traffic without knowing it.
"I want to tell you something extra. If my friend can re-photograph it, it definitely means that he also realizes that something is wrong. I wonder if people will find out something from this photo."
"I understand." Jiang Yunhui nodded.
After seeing off Manager Han, his smile fell. He walked quickly back to the study, dug out the box containing Wan Qing's memories, counted them one by one and locked them in the safe.
But he also felt uneasy. If something unexpected happened in the future, the safe would be the first to be remembered. There is no insurance in the collector's home, Jiang Ranran has found it more than once.
Buried in the yard?
No, no, if one day this house is sold, the new owner will inevitably renovate it and dig it out with a shovel.
Sending him abroad... Jiang Yunhui suddenly had an idea, as if a ray of light shone into his mind.
"Have you figured out where to hide it?" Xiang Nuan crossed his arms, leaning against the door frame and looking at him lazily.
"It's not safe to keep around." Jiang Yunhui hugged the box tightly, looking a little nervous.
"Can you hide it? Can the box hide everyone's memories?"
Jiang Yunhui couldn't answer.
"Tell me the story behind this photo. Then think about whether there may be others besides this one, or does Yuan Zhen have a video?"
Xiang Nuan took the box from Jiang Yunhui and put it back intact.
"Probably not, but...I'm not sure." Jiang Yunhui was a little frustrated.
There was nothing we could do, Xiang Nuan smiled, that person was me, whoever said it wasn't me was the one to worry about.