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Don't look at casual attitude and tone, which made Jian Yao's heart tremble.

Jian Yao tightened her hands in front of her, "Grandma, I can't keep this thing."

This is too precious!

The old lady patted Jian Yao's hand comfortingly, "Why is this valuable? You stupid kid."

She casually picked up the jewelry box and put it aside, took out a sealed document from underneath, opened it and handed it to Jian Yao. Yao's side.

"Ayan's grandfather left early. This is a meeting gift prepared in advance for his wife. Open it and take a look."

In a family like the Gu family, jewelry and antiques that can be seen are often not necessarily valuable.

But nine times out of ten, if you put it in a folder, the price will be sky-high.

Jian Yao looked at Mother Gu helplessly.

Mother Gu smiled and encouraged her gently, "You can't say no to the gift given by the elders. This is grandpa's wish. You don't have to restrain yourself."

When Jian Yao took the document, her fingertips were trembling slightly.

The thin white fingertips lifted the corner of the wax seal and gently opened it. The top of the exposed document was written with the words "Gu's Share Transfer Agreement" in large characters.

Jian Yao's eyes widened in surprise, her beautiful peach blossom eyes bright and bright.

It's Gu's shares, not a branch of Gu's.

Even if it is only two percent, it is an astronomical figure.

What's more, the Gu family has a large family, and it is extremely generous to give her shares to a newly married granddaughter-in-law.

Grandma Gu looked like she was offering a treasure, and when she smiled, there were a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. "Your grandfather has already signed and stamped this. You just need to write your name and it will take effect immediately."

She started as a servant . He took the pen he had prepared in advance and put the pen into Jian Yao's hand without waiting for Jian Yao's refusal.

"Write quickly, write quickly. When your uncles come back later, they will have to collect red envelopes!"

Jian Yao bit her lip and hesitated to write.

Mother Gu persuaded her softly from the side, "Yao Yao, we are a family. You deserve it, so there is no need to bear any burden."

They are rich, not stupid.

Things are prepared in advance, but not everyone brings out the best when they come.

If Ayan, a kid with poor vision, brings back a troublemaker, he won't even think about things like shares.

It was Jian Yao who deserved it, and as elders, they gave it willingly.

Jian Yao holds the pen, her eyes turning red a little.

She grew up in an orphanage when she was young, and her parents treated her well after returning to Jian's house.

But she was not raised since she was a child, so she was a bit reserved after all. Leaving the family property to her was more because of the blood relationship.

This was the first time that an elder told her to give her something because she was worth it.

That's all.

With the old lady and old man in front of her, Gu's mother's pink diamond necklace and earrings looked much more approachable.

"Mom doesn't know what you like. Isn't the ring that Ayan prepared for you when you got married a pink diamond? It makes a perfect set with this one."

Mother Gu picked up the necklace and compared it with Jian Yao's fair and slender neck. , full of admiration.

"At your age, you should dress up beautifully."

As he spoke, Gu Zhiyan and the rest of the Gu family finally came in one after another.

The Gu family's heirs are prosperous, and a crowd of people came in, all wearing high-end formal suits, and all of them had a cold and domineering face, as if they were attending some business commendation conference.

Jian Yao thinks she has a good memory, but she can't tell who is who at this moment.

Fortunately, they probably knew her predicament and would introduce themselves before talking to her.

Jian Yao called each person obediently and then wrote them down carefully.

The group of people finally recognized everything and had already collected a thick stack of red envelopes in their hands.

The old lady then remembered, "Yao Yao, you don't have our contact information yet, right?"

She took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat and asked Jian Yao to scan it, "Add grandma, and grandma will send you a message directly if she misses you in the future."

"Okay."

Jian Yao obediently took out her mobile phone to scan the old lady's QR code and carefully wrote down the notes.

Mother Gu on the side also quickly took out her mobile phone and checked WeChat.

Seeing that other people around her were about to make a move, Mrs. Gu glanced over with a stern look, "I'll bring Yaoyao to the group. If you have anything to say, just talk to the group."

When she turned to look at Jian Yao, her eyes immediately showed a trace of emotion. With a smile, "Our Gu family has nothing else, we just have a little money and can speak a few words in the capital. If any short-sighted person dares to bully you, just say it in the group and let these losers like you Uncles and uncles are venting their anger on you."

Jian Yao looked at the unpromising uncles in front of her who could only be seen in the financial news, and nodded cautiously.

After the meeting gifts were given to the elders, Gu Zhiyan took out the gifts they prepared and distributed them to the elders.

Gu Zhiyan arranged it very carefully, and everyone's gifts were prepared according to their own preferences.

However, when introducing Mrs. Gu and Mama Gu, she specifically stated that Jian Yao personally selected them.

Jian Yao originally felt that her gift was not rude, but compared with the gifts from Mrs. Gu and Mama Gu, she was a bit confused.

Unexpectedly, the old lady and Mama Gu unexpectedly liked her.

Especially the set of dolls given to the old lady.

Jian Yao carefully observed their expressions and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that they really liked them.

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Old Mrs. Gu said she wanted to make delicious food for her, but she really wanted to make delicious food for her.

Cook yourself.

Gu's mother was worried that she followed her to the kitchen, while Gu Zhiyan was chatting with some elders in the living room.

Jian Yao finally found some free time to look around.

The old house was very big, so she didn't dare to go far. She only wandered around the tea room next to the living room.

Different from the grand decoration of the living room, the tea room looks much warmer, with many photos of the Gu family hanging on the wall.

Almost all are family photos.

Jian Yao saw a young Gu Zhiyan in an old photo at a glance.

He was wearing a black suit and a red bow tie, and his red lips and white teeth were almost exactly the same as now.

So cute!

Jian Yao's eyes widened slightly, this was Gu Zhiyan she had never seen before.

She looked along the photo wall step by step and saw a photo album on the rosewood bookshelf in the corner.

The surface of the old-fashioned photo album is slightly yellowed, as if it has been aged for some time.

It shouldn't be a very private photo album that can be placed so grandly in a tea room for entertaining guests.

Most likely it is the same as the one on the photo wall, just used to record life.

Lessons learned from the last refrigerator soy milk incident.

Jian Yao thought for a moment, then carefully took down the photo album from the bookshelf, found a soft stool with the best lighting, and sat down to read through it.

She guessed right, it was indeed a photo album recording life, and all the photos were arranged in chronological order.

From the photos of Mrs. Gu and Mr. Gu when they got married, it continues until their children get married one after another and their grandchildren are born.

Below each photo is a detailed record of the time, place and incident.

It's like flipping through an interesting real-life comic book.

Jian Yao put the book on her knees, turning the pages with one hand and supporting her chin with the other, reading with gusto.

Just when she saw Gu Zhiyan's part, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind to cover her hand that was about to turn the page.

A large shadow fell, and the familiar crisp smell instantly enveloped Jian Yao's whole body.

Jian Yao looked up blankly and saw the man's chiseled profile, only a few centimeters away from her face. It was so close that she could almost hear the sound of his breathing and feel the temperature of his breathing.

The man's voice was very soft, and there was a faint hint of nervousness in his usually casual tone. The warm breath mixed with the cold smell when he spoke was like a small feather swirling into Jian Yao's cochlea, making it itch.

"No viewing!"