"Prosecutor Jiang Gao! Why are you here?! Are you going on a business trip?" A colleague of the procuratorate had just got off the plane and was obviously surprised when he saw Jiang Lan.

"Come and pick up my sister." Jiang Lan replied concisely.

"Wow!" The two little girls looked excited.

I have heard that Jiang Gaojian had a few brothers and only one sister in his family. He looked like a baby, but they had never had the chance to see the deity, and they didn't expect to see what they could live today.

Thinking of this, the two girls slowed down.

Jiang Yimian saw Jiang Lan from a distance, shook Su Fu's hand away, and even ran towards him without even needing the suitcase.

"Third Brother!" She jumped up like a cat and jumped into his arms without any fault.

Jiang Lan steadily caught her, her light lips curled up slightly, and a light smile was like a flash in the panax, and it was fleeting.

Even so, the two little girls next to him looked straight.

Oh my God!

Jiang Gaojian actually laughed...

"Hey, have you seen it?" One of the girls shook the other girl's arm hard, "I'm not dreaming, aren't I?"

"I saw it too!"

They have been assistant prosecutors for a while, but they have never seen Prosecutor Jiang Gao laugh.

They even discussed in private whether Prosecutor Jiang would not laugh at all, but it turned out that he just wouldn't laugh at them.

Jiang Lan didn't know that she was being yelled, so she rubbed Jiang Yimian's head and put her back on the ground.

"What's the hurry? I'm sweating all over my head." Jiang Lan took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and the eyes of the two young colleagues were lit up.

Brothers like Jiang Gaojian also want them very much!

It’s OK to be an older brother, it’s also OK to be a boyfriend!

Jiang Yimian noticed the little eyes of the two girls beside him with sharp eyes, and felt so proud.

Her third brother is becoming more and more charming.

The difference between Jiang Lan and Feng Beiting is the "wild" style. He is "domestic" and follows the cold abstinence.

It is obviously the same prosecutor's uniform as everyone else, but when worn on him, it looks particularly beautiful.

Jiang Lan has had a nickname since she was a child, called "Brother Jing", because Jiang Lan has three "jing", clean, quiet, and photogenic!

He has a vigilance and cannot have dust visible to the naked eye on his shoes.

He is not very talkative, and he never participates in topics other than work.

He is very beautiful and has the title of "Flower of the Procuratorate's High Mountain".

Jiang Lan's handsomeness is not just supported by a face, but what is more charming is his temperament.

He stood there with a expressionless face, but he was like pine and bamboo, noble and elegant.

Perhaps the only person who can get him off the altar is his family.

Especially Jiang Yimian.

At this moment, he was working hard to wipe his sister's sweat, and Jiang Gaojian's eyes were rarely filled with soft light.

Su Fu pushed his and Jiang Yimian's suitcases over. When she saw Jiang Lan, she lowered the brim of her hat without any trace. She even deliberately lowered her voice, "Please put your luggage here, I'll leave first."

"By bye." Jiang Yimian waved at her.

Su Fu did not turn around, but raised his hand and raised it at her.

Jiang Lan took all this scene and asked Jiang Yimian, "Xiaomian, is it your friend?"

Why didn't you introduce them to each other?

"...Not counting, I just talked more on the way back."

He looked at Su Fu's back deeply, Jiang Lan withdrew his gaze without any trace, surrounded Jiang Yimian's shoulder and walked out, "Let's go, my aunt has cooked her meal at home."

"Um."

“How about staying in Los Angeles?”

"It's pretty good." In addition to meeting a affectionate pervert.

"That's good……"

After touching her head, Jiang Lan felt thoughtful.

The girl who just got off the plane with Xiaomian said that she was not familiar with the other party, but she threw her luggage to her so confidently. This was not like what she would do.

But her condition...

He looked down at his sister and Jiang Lan saw her red face, full of energy, walking with unrecognizable relatives and humming a crazy little song. It really didn't look like something was wrong, probably because he was thinking too much.

*

On the way back, Jiang Lan drove and Jiang Yimian sat in the passenger seat to play with his cell phone.

In fact, she was not browsing news or watching videos. She was checking her contact information and call records with Feng Beiting.

For example, their text messages on his birthday were deleted by her.

The car drove into the community. When Jiang Lan saw Jiang Yimian staring at her phone with a bitter and revengeful look, she couldn't help but say, "What's wrong? Her expression is so ferocious?"

"Is there any?" She quickly touched her face.

"Um."

"It's probably because I'm afraid of being close to home." Miss Jiang made a serious nonsense.

When she saw the view outside the window, she couldn't help but sigh, "I'm finally home..."

The community where Jiang's family lives was first developed by Lianshi Group. It has been many years ago. It covers a large area and does not have high-rise buildings. All of them are single-family villas.

The old man of the Jiang family lived in the courtyard when he was young. Later, because the family's population was increasing, they moved here to live.

The car drove past the lake and brought up a group of golden fallen leaves. The fallen leaves chased the car and chased it far away. Finally, they had no strength and stopped one after another.

The hedges and flowers along the way are neat and elegant, but when I arrived in front of the Jiang family villa, the painting style suddenly changed.

In front of other people's houses, there are green plants planned by the property. The surrounding lawns are neat and the leaves are slender, as if they have been combed. When the wind blows, it sways like blue waves.

But the Jiang family is not.

There was a hodgepodge of plants in front of their house.

There is a wintersweet tree on the left side of the villa, with the main trunk as thick as a soup bowl, and it is planted on a brick flower table.

The flower center of this wintersweet is purple-brown, and it is a famous species, "Sandalwood Heart and Chime Mouth".

Every year, the flowering period comes in mid-November, and every branch is filled with flowers, without empty branches.

And they are very dense, one by one, squeezed into a bunch.

Now at this time, the wintersweet has not bloomed, but the osmanthus on the right is in bloom, with thick leaves and beautiful petals.

Jiang Yimian remembered that when she was a child, Jiang Mo often climbed the tree to shake osmanthus flowers. She carried a small basket under the tree and picked it up. When she picked it up, she would put it into the house like a treasure. At night, grandma would use this to wrap dumplings for them to eat.

There are also locust flowers behind the house. In March and April, the locust flowers bloomed, like heavy snow, dazzling white.

There are many flowers in front of the window, which are not expensive, but they are all very energetic.

The wind shakes the petals, Shanshan is cute.

The walls are full of ivy, and the autumn atmosphere is very strong...

Standing in front of the house, Jiang Yimian stepped onto the steps with one foot when he saw a fat figure running out of the room.

The skin exposed outside can be seen with naked eyes, as if there was a layer of silent thick snow falling at night.

"Auntie!" Jiang Yimian ran up the steps in two steps and rushed into the man's arms.

Yan Mei hugged her and couldn't help but slapped her in the back of her head, "Stupid girl! I still know how to come back!"

As she spoke, the curly hair on her head trembled slightly.

Jiang Lan parked the car and walked over, "Auntie, it's cold outside, go in and talk."

"Let's go, go, go, go and talk." Yan Mei pulled Jiang Yimian into the villa, and kept talking.

Sometimes she said that she had worn thin clothes, sometimes she said that she had become thinner.

When passing the entrance, Miss Jiang turned her head and glanced into the mirror. Looking at her fleshy face, she deeply realized that "there is a kind of thinness that makes your aunt feel that you have lost weight."

Jiang Lan walked behind her, threw her shoes that were tilted left and right in the entrance hall, and put them in the shoe cabinet together with her own.

He squeezed hand sanitizer to disinfect before entering the living room.

The only ones at home was him, Yan Mei and servants, and everyone else went to work and was not at home.

In the previous stage, Jiang Su and Yuan Qiong were temporarily transferred to City S. Originally, Jiang Yimian planned to fly over to find them directly, but Yuan Qiong had just received a case and was temporarily "locked into a small black room" for confidentiality work. Jiang Su also flew to City H for inspection this morning, so she flew back to City A directly.

"You don't know, auntie. I miss the dishes you cook abroad. I dreamed of drooling several times." Jiang Yimian's mouth was sweet and as if she had been smearing honey.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, eat more." Yan Mei tried her best to pick up food in her bowl, and in a short while her bowl was piled up like a small hill.
To be continued...