-The loving and gentle big sister who seals her heart vs. The paranoid wolfdog who is on fire in the old house-
Jiang Mo is a person with a strong sense of self-protection. She basically doesn't remember what happened ten years ago.
So much so that when she met Ji Cizhou again, she greeted him with a smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Ji."
Ji Cizhou looked at her in shock and said nothing for a long time.
Colleagues around him joked that he looked serious, but in private he was acquainted with the most beautiful widow in the capital.
They said: "Mrs. Mo, when Cizhou returns to Beijing this time, he will be directly appointed as the supervisor of the city supervision department. You, the wine stall, will no longer have to worry about business."
Jiang Mo happily agreed, feeling really happy that Ji Cizhou would be here to oversee the market.
Although they haven't seen each other for ten years, at least from the time they were born to the age of sixteen, their relationship was good.
As for after turning sixteen, Jiang Mo only remembered being a little unhappy, and then Ji Cizhou went to work as an official.
How much unpleasantness can be worth holding on to for ten years?
Jiang Mo lowered his head and smiled gently, but didn't take it to heart.
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Ji Cizhou will never forget the night when the Jiang family regretted their marriage.
"Jiang Mo canceled the engagement with his own hand! What are you still obsessed with?!"
He didn't believe it and rushed to Jiang's house, only to wait until the cold door was closed.
Later, the Jiang family collapsed, the building was empty, and the girl named Jiang Mo seemed to have disappeared from the world.
He was disheartened, choked with anger, and walked away to the end of the world.
Until he urgently called home and his father was critically ill, he finally returned to Beijing. However, in the hustle and bustle of the market and the aroma of wine, he suddenly met the figure he had been thinking about day and night.
People call her "Mother of Silence"
Said she was a widow
Widow?
Years of resentment were ground into powder by these two words, mixed with strong alcohol, burning the internal organs.
What made it even more difficult for him to calm down was the look in her eyes——
Clear, soft, with a familiar smile of old acquaintance.
She just smiled like that, more beautiful and more distant than in memory.
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In front of the wine stall, the wine is fragrant.
Jiang Mosu held the pot in her hand and filled the cups for others.
Ji Cizhou stood outside the crowd, his knuckles under his official robe clenched until they turned white.
He thought returning to Beijing meant letting go.
But it turned out that he was falling into a deeper old dream that was soaked in the aroma of wine.
Also known as: Bai Yueguang pursued me relentlessly after becoming a widow
Copy modified on 2025/7/15
Intention: Let those who have done wrong do it right again
