Although Xu Jiamu was moving very quickly, he still burned a hole in the paper.

Turning his head and through the car window, Xu Jiamu saw Qiao Anhao and Lu Jinnian walking towards the door of the house one by one. When Lu Jinnian entered the password, he didn't know what Qiao Anhao said, but he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, which made Lu Jinnian stretch out his hand, rub her hair, and then opened the door of the house.

The door was not in a hurry to close. He could clearly see the two people standing in the entrance hall. Lu Jinnian bent down to take off Qiao Anhao's shoes, and put a pair of slippers in front of her. When Qiao Anhao changed his shoes, he tiptoed to kiss Lu Jinnian's cheek. Lu Jinnian was obviously stiff, then stretched out his hand, pulled Qiao Anhao's arm, and pulled him down, looking like he was about to kiss him, but Qiao Anhao was blocked in front of him with flowers. The man jumped back and ran into the room.

Lu Jinnian seemed to be in a good mood, stood in the entrance hall, staring at Qiao An running away for a few seconds before changing his shoes and bringing the door.

Xu Jiamu, who was sitting in the car, then he felt relieved secretly.

Then he lowered his head and his eyes fell on the signature of the inheritance distribution book in his hand.

Although the copied handwriting was not very clear, he could still recognize the three big characters of Long Feifengwu, which were Lu Jinnian's name.

His hand holding those pieces of paper began to tremble. Although it had been a day and a night, he always felt like he was dreaming. Why did things suddenly become like this?

Obviously, when he met Lu Jinnian in the past, he would walk up with a smile and call me.

Obviously, every time Qiao Qiao saw him, she would smile gently and say "Brother Jiamu".

Why did he suddenly have no shame to see them?

Xu Jiamu was in the car, staring at the pieces of paper for a long time before starting the car and slowly drove out of Jinxiu Garden.

It was the time to get off work. There were a lot of vehicles on the streets of Beijing. He stepped on the accelerator one second and stepped on the brake the next. Xu Jiamu blindly followed the traffic and stopped. Finally, he was distracted and chased after the tail. Fortunately, it was not serious. The other party was a taxi. He was afraid of delaying the work fee and asked for a private chat. He asked for a thousand yuan. He didn't bargain. After paying, he continued to drive a car with a broken headlight and left aimlessly.

The night gradually fell. When Xu Jiamu came to his senses, he found that he had actually driven the car to Suyuan Apartment.

He was stunned for a moment, and finally stepped on the brakes, then stopped, staring at the door of the apartment, and the person seemed a little stunned.

This is Song Xiangsi's home... He and she calculated carefully and had not been in contact for five or six months... She should have lived a good life. A while ago, at a dinner party, I heard that she was invited to be a judge by a variety show on a TV station, and the bid was 100 million yuan!
Chapter completed!