Chapter 1147 (1/2)

The woman was stunned, and her face was a little nostalgic. Her face was not as cold as before: ”a city.”

”Yes, you know?”

The color of the woman's eyes seemed to think of the past. Some of them were vague: ”of course I know, because I also come from there.”

”Ah,” Qi Jinnian said with great joy, ”really, auntie, are you from there too?”

The woman made a reply.

”That's a coincidence.” Looking at the woman in front of him, Qi Jinnian felt very kind, and unconsciously drew closer some distance. ”Auntie, are you planting these flowers?”

”Yes,” nodded the woman, picking up the kettle again to water it.

”I don't know many varieties.”

”I have cultivated these things myself. It's normal that you don't know them.” The woman's tone didn't change much, but she had to answer Qi Jinnian's questions.

Qi Jinnian didn't mind being dirty, so he helped her hoe.

The woman looked at her like that, her eyes flickered slightly, and then changed into peace.

She has always been estranged from people. Others say she is lonely. They say that she only lives in her own world. They say that she has depression. So what? She doesn't care or care.

This is a manor that symbolizes wealth and power in the eyes of the world, but in her eyes, it is just a cage made of gold wire.

Her heart, long dead, alive, but a walking corpse.

Qi Jinnian looks back at the woman and finds that she is immersed in her own world again, as if forgetting her existence as a person, as if invisible, and separating herself.

But she really likes the environment here. It's quiet and serene. She's with flowers and grass. It's more comfortable than the banquet hall.

She cut all the grass on the shelf by herself.

My hands are dirty, but I don't care. However, she asked happily, ”Auntie, what else can I do for you?”

The woman turned her head, looked at the sincere and gentle smile on her face, looked at her hand covered with mud, and her eyes flashed again. However, at this time, the housekeeper hurriedly ran over with the servant and said to the woman, ”madam, why are you still here? Sir, please go over, and hurry to change clothes with us.”

Madam

Qi Jinnian is surprised to see the cool and calm lady in front of him. Is she the wife of President bell?

How could the wife of President bell dress so plainly in private?

Qi Jinnian's expression was petrified immediately.

But in the face of urging, the woman didn't lose her original manner. She sorted out the tools at hand and put the flowerpots on the shelves next to her one by one

”My name is Qi Jinnian.” Qi Jinnian hasn't recovered from the shock, so she answers foolishly. When she realizes it, she quickly says, ”no, ma'am, I'm sorry, i...”

”You don't have to call me Madame. You should call me auntie. My name is Fu Xianya. Come with me.”

Qi Jinnian followed the woman subconsciously.

Qi Jinnian has been out for nearly an hour, but he hasn't come back. Gu Tianqing is a little worried and plans to go out to find her.

But at this time, there was movement upstairs.

It was said that it was the president's wife who came down.

Gu Tianqing looks up the stairs and sees a middle-aged woman in a dark green cheongsam. Her skin is white, she is slightly powdered, she is graceful, and she interprets the classical beauty of China incisively and vividly.

She is the wife of President bell, Fu Xianya.