Chapter 42 Girls and women, a word difference.

The dinner ended, and Lin Hui and Jiang Runhong saw the guests out of the hotel.

While standing outside saying goodbye, Lin Hui suddenly asked the driver to pick up two large paper bags from the trunk.

One bag was handed to He Hui, and the other bag was handed to Cheng Xiaoyue.

She smiled and explained, "I came back in a hurry this time, so I prepared a temporary gift. I don't know if you like it or not?"

Cheng Xiaoyue quickly caught the bag, lowered her head and looked into the paper bag, and the LEGO logo came into view.

It is a set of LEGO princess castle building blocks.

Cheng Xiaoyue has liked playing with building blocks since she was a child, so she naturally likes such a gift.

She quickly put the paper bag away and said happily without hiding her surprise,

"Thank you, Aunt Lin! I like this gift so much!"

Lin Hui smiled and touched her head, "As long as you like it."

Then she looked at He Hui, "You It's a limited-edition Christmas perfume. I remember you said that you like the smell of lily of the valley?"

Following her words, Cheng Xiaoyue subconsciously looked down at the paper bag in He Hui's hand. It turned out to be a well-known perfume brand.

The Cheng family has a rich family background. Cheng Xiaoyue has been surrounded by her parents since she was a child, and she probably knows the brand's most famous Blue Wind Chime perfume.

Lily of the valley is paired with jasmine, embellished with traces of musk and amber. The elegant and pure fragrance is very brand-specific, softly showing the purest and gentle side of a woman.

He Hui was obviously also very surprised. She hugged the gift box and said with a bright smile,

"Auntie is interested!"

Lin Hui was really impressed. The two held hands and talked and shared a few words about their experience in using incense.

Only then did Cheng Xiaoyue suddenly feel a hint of uncomfortable and complicated emotions.

The gifts prepared by Lin Hui were obviously thoughtful.

However, in her subconscious mind, Cheng Xiaoyue was still a little girl even though she was already a sophomore in high school, so she subconsciously chose a set of building block toys for her.

As for He Hui, she obviously regarded her as a young and beautiful woman, so she chose perfume for her.

Girl and woman are the same word.

Building blocks and perfume are separated by a natural chasm.

Even Lin Hui thought so, and presumably Jiang Michuan thought so too.

Cheng Xiaoyue couldn't help but sigh, once again feeling deeply powerless because of her young age.

After exchanging a few words, everyone was ready to leave.

Most of the people present were picked up by drivers, but He Hui just took a taxi by herself.

Before Lin Hui and Jiang Runhong got into their driver's car, they specifically warned him,

"Jianchuan, drive He Hui off. Don't let the girl take a taxi alone."

He was indeed the only one suitable for the scene, driving a big G. , and are the same generation as He Hui.

Even if Lin Hui had no intention of bringing her son and He Hui together, she still should let him give the girl a lift.

Jiang Michuan held the car keys in his hand, hummed lightly, and did not refuse.

Cheng Xiaoyue was walking in front with her back to them, going to take Cheng Shu's car home. When she heard his faint voice, she subconsciously quickened her pace as if she was running away.

A few people were walking back and forth, and when they saw that they were about to arrive at the parking lot, Cheng Xiaoyue didn't know where she got the courage from, and suddenly said tentatively to Cheng Shu,

"Brother, I want to take Jiang Jichuan's car, is that okay?" "

Cheng Shu put his hand on the handlebar and was about to unlock the car door. He turned around in confusion and asked warily,

"What bad fart are you holding back?"

Cheng Xiaoyue was holding back a lot of bad farts. He scratched his ears guiltily and made a random excuse out of desperation,

"I think sister He Hui is very kind. Wouldn't you like to chat with her more?!"

Cheng Shu paused.

He glanced towards Jiang Michuan, and was somewhat attracted by her toneless smile. He couldn't help but raise his hand and hit her forehead,

"Aunt Lin finally gave them a chance to be alone. Do you have to be a light bulb?"

Even If someone as slow as Cheng Shu could realize Lin Hui's intentions, it would be impossible for Jiang Jianchuan to not understand what Lin Hui meant by asking him to send He Hui home.

But he didn't refuse.

Cheng Xiaoyue said muffledly, opened the car door, and sat in without saying a word.

Cheng Shu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that her child was teachable, and leaned over to sit in the driver's seat.

Before I could start the car, someone suddenly knocked on the window.

Cheng Shu lowered the window and saw who the person outside the window was. He once again fell into confusion and confusion.

"What's wrong?"

The person outside the window leaned over, bowed slightly, and stretched his white shirt around his waist. Tight, vaguely outlines the slim waist under the fabric.

He did not answer Cheng Shu, but looked straight at the passenger seat,

"Porridge."

Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned and looked at him blankly.

The man's dark eyes reflected the street lights at night, overflowing with tiny pieces of light, like stars dancing on the dark sea.

Jiang Mikawa held the car window loosely and looked down at her stunned little face. A word came in lightly,

"Suddenly I remembered that you said you wanted to eat puffs last time. There will be a restaurant on the road soon. Do you want it?" Let's go together?"

The transparent man said: "??"

He looked at the brother who was close to him, then looked back at Cheng Xiaoyue inexplicably, and finally blinked,

"No, brother..."

He wanted to Let me ask you, are you a solo artist? Your mother's intention to set you up with the girl is so obvious, why do you have to bring an extra light bulb?

However, before he could ask the question, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded around him,

"Okay!"

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Xiaoyue quickly unbuckled her seat belt and jumped out as soon as the car door opened.

Cheng Shu couldn't stop her in time and watched helplessly as she jumped out of the car like a little squirrel and ran towards Jiang Jichuan without looking back.

Cheng Shu: "...?"

Was that a human figure that flashed before his eyes just now?

He reacted for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, but Jiang Michuan had already taken his little tattered cotton-padded jacket towards the big black G.

A few meters away, He Hui stood next to the tall SUV, watching him walk towards Cheng Shu's car, and after a while he came back with a little girl.

Her eyes glanced at Cheng Xiaoyue seemingly casually, and finally landed on Jiang Michuan's face.

He Hui's expression was as usual. After the two of them approached, she smiled and asked,

"Are you going the same way with us?"

Jiang Jianchuan hummed and casually glanced at the little girl next to him with a hint of amusement in his tone. With a faint smile,

"I'm greedy, take her to buy some food."

Cheng Xiaoyue pursed her lips and said nothing.

He Hui, on the other hand, showed a clear expression on her face, smiled and said no wonder, then walked around the car body, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

Jiang Jianchuan said nothing, opened the rear door and let Cheng Xiaoyue get in.

The car drove out of the hotel parking lot and headed towards the city's main road.

The three of them were silent all the way until the light in the distance shone through the car window. He Huicai turned her head slightly and looked at the little girl in the back seat,

"How old is Congee this year?"

Cheng Xiaoyue held the Lego toy and whispered honestly,

"15 years old. .."

Then I thought something was wrong, and immediately changed my mind,

"No, I'm going to be 17 soon!"

There doesn't seem to be much difference between 15 and 17. However, the meaning is definitely different for Cheng Xiaoyue.

As expected, He Hui didn't hear any difference. She sighed, sat upright again, and said to Jiang Jianchuan with a smile,

"It's great, a carefree age, don't you think?"

Jiang Jianchuan didn't respond and just looked from behind. Jing glanced at Cheng Xiaoyue.

Cheng Xiaoyue blinked in confusion, and suddenly felt that the car was strangely quiet, so she quickly asked politely,

"Sister, where are you?"

He Hui didn't look back, sat in the passenger seat, pursed her lips, smiled, and said softly,

"I He’s almost 20, older than you, but about the same as Jiang Michuan.”