C4 The Reincarnation of a Mourning Star

The Yem family mansion.

"Young Madam, you're back?"

Just as Jian Huan opened the door, the housekeeper of Yem family, Aunt Xue, came to greet her.

"Young Madam, wait a moment. I will help you get a cotton tow!"

"Aunt Xue, there's no need to go through so much trouble..."

"Bang!"

Before Jian Huan could finish speaking, the sound of a teacup being placed heavily on the table could be heard in the room.

On the sofa in the living room sat a cold-faced old lady with a noble temperament. When Jian Huan looked over, The old lady was withdrawing her hand that was wearing a jade bracelet. There were some water stains on the coffee table. Aunt Xue immediately ran over to clean up, "Old madam, is the tea too hot?"

Jian Huan saw the old lady get up and softly called, "Grandma."

"Who is your grandmother?" The old lady coldly glanced at her before getting up and walking upstairs.

Jian Huan stood there awkwardly.

Aunt Xue could not stand it and went forward to support Old Lady Yan. "Old Madam, didn't you just say that the laptop is dead? Since Young Madam is here, you can let Young Madam take a look!"

"Is there a computer problem? I can help you..."

The old lady's cold voice interrupted Jian Huan, "If you don't come home, my computer might be fine."

" Old madam... "

The old lady's voice was cold, "You shut up!" Old Madam Yem glared at Aunt Xue, "Do you think that our Yem family is not enough because of her? If you think that this job is too idle, I don't mind changing to another household tomorrow."

Finishing, Old Madam Yem shook off Aunt Xue's hand and walked upstairs with her walking stick. The staircase was filled with her fragmented thoughts.

"What riches and prosperity? It is basically the reincarnation of a dead star. It will cause the downfall of our Yem family..."

Jian Huan stood at the entrance and pinched the folder. The night wind that blew in through the gap of the door behind her made her spine feel cold. These few years, she had already gotten used to hearing such words but every time she heard it, she could not help but feel uncomfortable.

Aunt Xue looked at her thin figure and could not bear it. She took a pair of cotton and dragged it over. "Young Mistress, let's change into a pair of shoes first. It is late at night and you are wearing sandals. Your toes are freezing, right?"

"I am fine." Jian Huan smiled at Aunt Xue and looked into the room, "Why did I not see Mom?"

"Madam went to Madam Zhou's house to play mahjong. Oh right, Young Master came back from Germany in the afternoon."

"Jing Shen came back?"

" But he just went out again. His luggage is still there! " Aunt Xue pointed to a corner of the living room.

Jian Huan turned her head and saw a black suitcase quietly lying there as if someone had flipped it over. The zipper was open and a shirt and pants were revealed.

"Look at me. I have been busy preparing supper and forgot to clean up for young master..."

Jian Huan pulled Aunt Xue, who was going to tidy up the suitcase, and said, "Let me do it."

Aunt Xue smiled and agreed. Jian Huan's face was slightly hot and she went over to squat beside the box. She opened the box and picked up a shirt to fold. Suddenly, with a "Pa," a blue velvet box fell onto the ground.

Jian Huan picked it up and opened it. What entered her eyes was a shining diamond pendant. It was circular hollow and the shape of a sun.

"Is it a gift that Young Master bought for Young Mistress? The necklace is so beautiful!"

Jian Huan touched the patterns of the diamond pendant. She thought that he had long forgotten what day it was today.

The phone in the wallet rang.

She looked at the three words "Yem Jingshen" on the screen. For the first time in all these years, she was a little nervous and excited. " Hello?"

"Where are you now?" A familiar cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm at the old residence."

Jian Huan looked at the folder she brought and was about to ask him. When did he come back? Yem Jingshen had already stopped her.

"I have a blue box in my suitcase. Come to Mingdu Hotel for 5028 now. Remember to wear the necklace inside."

Before she could answer, the person on the other end of the line had already hung up.

Jian Huan stared at the necklace lying in her palm. What lingered in her ears was what he said, "Remember to wear the necklace."

This was the only wedding anniversary present she had received in the past six years.