Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

Jiang Zeyu thought, if his younger sister didn't go back to Jiang's house, Jiang Chenglang's reason for staying with her could only be that his younger sister didn't want to come back, and Jiang Chenglang stayed with her out of worry, so that he could take care of her.

If you can let my sister be looked after, and it's not a fight...

Jiang Zeyu said casually, "Could it be that my sister is drunk? She is drunk and crazy, so she won't come back? Why don't you just take her to open a room?"

Jiang Chenglang: "Do you like reading mystery novels recently?"

Although Jiang Zeyu had already grasped the truth, Jiang Chenglang would not tell him, he was half right.

Jiang Zeyu: "I've been very busy recently, how can I have such leisure time, I'm making a reasonable guess!"

Jiang Chenglang lied without changing his heart, "Okay, it's so late, I don't have time to continue playing guessing games with you, Xiaoyu still needs me, I'm going to die."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Zeyu sneezed.

Jiang Chenglang frowned slightly, "Hurry up and go home, don't stay at the door anymore, it's windy at night, be careful of catching cold."

Jiang Zeyu sniffled and scolded, "Stingy, it's actually just to be alone with my sister. Just wait, I will persuade my sister to live with me!"

Jiang Chenglang said disdainfully, "I have already said what you can live in in your 100-square-meter house? You might as well move back to Jiang's house and live with us."

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Chenglang froze for the first time.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Zeyu was also silent.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

After a while, Jiang Zeyu laughed and said, "Forget it, since you have been refusing to tell where you are, I don't bother to ask anymore, so let's do this, I will directly ask my sister tomorrow, huh!"

After Jiang Zeyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Chenglang looked at the hung up phone, speechless for a moment.

He stood on the balcony for a while longer, exhaled slowly, and returned to the living room.

Jiang Chenglang cursed inwardly, stupid brother.

He lay back on the sofa again.

I have to say that the sofa is too narrow. Jiang Chenglang has never slept on a bed that is so out of proportion to his figure since he was a child.

He shrunk himself into a ball, changed several positions, and finally found a relatively comfortable position. After scolding Feng Linbai again in his heart, he fell into a deep sleep.

...

the next day.

When Jiang Yu woke up, he was a little dazed for a moment.

She looked around, sat up slowly, and felt that the surroundings seemed familiar. She should have been here, but she didn't remember where it was for the time being.

Jiang Yu hugged the quilt and rolled her eyes.

It wasn't until she saw the familiar table and the photos on it that she remembered it.

This is the original Jiang Yu's room.

She is at home.

But why did she come to An's house?

Jiang Yu scratched her hair, trying to search for memories in her mind, but found nothing.

She got out of bed slowly, put on a sweater and coat, and opened the bedroom door with her slippers on. Just then, she saw An Yimin coming out of the kitchen.

An Yimin held a steaming bowl, "Yuyu woke up, breakfast is just ready, Yuyu go wash up first, then you can have breakfast, toothbrush and towel are ready for you."

Jiang Yu responded, went to wash up first, and when she sat at the dining table, she still didn't forget the problem that bothered her just now.

If you can't remember, just ask.

Jiang Yu: "Dad, how did I come back last night?"

An Yimin: ... Dele, after Yuyu sobered up, she really didn't remember what happened.