he's an old craftsman who's almost ninety years old, " Ji xiancheng said from the side. he seems to have heard of you, old lady, and that's why he agreed to make this gold bangle.
The old Madam held Fu Nanli's hand tightly. you're such a thoughtful child. The bracelet looks like it. It's so similar that it's aged. If I have time, I'd like to thank the old master personally.
"I'll take you to Haicheng when you have time."
The old Madam only had three daughters. The eldest daughter, who was Ji xianqian's mother, had already passed away. The youngest daughter, who was Fu Nanli's aunt, also gave birth to a son. He was two years younger than Fu Nanli, and his name was Chu qingyou. He was the youngest and most talented director in the seventh Generation of the entertainment industry.
Her three grandsons were the best in their respective fields, but the old lady was not happy.
These three Rascals didn't have a partner.
The three of them were already of marriageable age, and old Mrs. Han was worried.
When they reached the mountain, it started to rain heavily.
The old lady's birthday banquet was not a big one. It was full of family members, and the atmosphere was lively and warm. The old lady's meaning was: "If there are two children, the house will be even more lively."
None of the three grandsons answered.
Ji xiancheng changed the topic.
Fu Nanli and Chu qingyou pretended not to understand.
After dinner, the rain outside became heavier. The old lady muttered, " fortunately, we didn't invite any guests. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to come here on a rainy day. I don't know if the small slope at the foot of the mountain can bear the weight. I hope it doesn't collapse.
Ye minqiu said, " I told you to clear the small hill. It's been a hindrance for a long time. It has collapsed several times. Cars can't even pass through it.
The old lady mumbled,"what's wrong?" Are you in such a hurry to leave? That's the mountain's ecosystem, so don't rashly destroy nature."
It rained heavily for two days. On the morning of the third day, they received a notice from the caretaker at the foot of the mountain. The slope had indeed collapsed. The construction team was clearing the road below, but it would probably take some time.
"It's God's will. I'll let you stay with me for a few more days," the old lady said happily.
Ye minqiu's head hurt. She could earn tens of millions of dollars every minute. There was no signal in the deep mountains, but when she saw the old lady smiling like a child, she couldn't help but soften. How could business be more important than her mother? forget it. She didn't have the chance usually anyway. It would be good to spend more time with her.
Fu Nanli looked at his phone. Due to the rain, there was no signal at all.
He had promised Wen Qiao that he would return in three days, but he was afraid that he would go back on his word.
And there was no way to inform her.
Let's wait for the weather to clear up and the roads to be clear.
The three days were up. It had been eleven days since she last saw Fu Nanli. There were two more days left. If she didn't see Fu Nanli again, the situation would be very critical.
She gave Fu Nanli a call, but it showed that the call was 'unavailable'. Wen Qiao was burning with anxiety. He had promised to be back in three days, so why couldn't she get through to him?
She made a few calls in a row, but it was all 'unavailable'. Wen Qiao started to panic.
Haicheng was about two hundred kilometers away from Shao city, so it was still raining heavily.
It was Friday. Wen Qiao ran straight to Fu Nanli's apartment, entered the password, and entered the entrance. The huge apartment was empty, without any smoke or human scent. Clearly, he wasn't here.
He had not returned.
Not only was he not back, but her phone could not be reached either. She did not know what the situation was over there.