Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Behind the library in City A, there is a small path that is not too wide.

The winding path leads to another place.

A place where Jiang Mingyu was raised for more than ten years.

City A Social Welfare Institute.

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The orphanage, which was originally thought to be declining day by day, now seems to have a new look.

Several brand-new small buildings are connected together and surrounded by a red brick wall. Inside are lush green trees and clusters of flowers.

Even in the night, it seems full of vitality, and there is a warm and comfortable feeling everywhere.

Almost as soon as I stood at the door, the long-lost feeling of warmth came as promised.

Welling up from the depths of Jiang Mingyu's heart.

But at the same time, she suddenly realized that it seemed to be dark now, and it was long past the visiting hours. It was estimated that the people inside

They should all have fallen asleep.

But she hasn't been here for too long.

Ever since she almost died at the hands of that crazy woman Chen Ke two years ago, she has not had any contact with this place.

It's not that she doesn't want to or can't, it's that she doesn't dare.

Although some secretly sent money here, all the money was returned without exception.

Later, Jiang Mingyu discovered that the account that could be used to make payments

It was actually canceled.

At that time, although Jiang Mingyu was extremely eager for a familiar environment or people to bring her the much-needed comfort, she was unable to do anything on Nangong Island.

What's more, there is a Tang family here.

She didn't want to come back.

"Tang family."

As his thoughts were swirling, Jiang Mingyu murmured involuntarily.

However, before the sound could reach the ground, another voice sounded tentatively, hesitantly and uncertainly.

He shouted cautiously,

"Is it Mingyu?"

"!!!"

Jiang Mingyu raised her head in shock and saw that it was the dean's mother standing in the yard at the moment, holding a pot of flowers in her hand and looking at her in disbelief.

Those huge tears seemed to have been opened, and they immediately overflowed from Jiang Mingyu's eyes.

The next second, Jiang Mingyu could no longer control the suppressed emotions that were almost impossible to release, and shouted with a choked voice,

"Chen Yuan, I.I'm back!"

In the reading room

The old floor lamp with a mother-of-pearl glaze head was still placed behind a row of dark green leather sofas.

The dim light source was exactly the same as in Jiang Mingyu's memory, like the setting sun, spreading out inadvertent warmth.

The small area was stained.

That little corner between the wall, bookshelf, and sofa was Jiang Mingyu's favorite place when he was young.

It is small, warm, and surrounded on all sides.

There is no possibility of being attacked by others, it is safe and reliable.

Now, Jiang Mingyu was kneeling in the corner, lying obediently on Chen Yuan's lap.

Chen Yuan, who was over sixty years old, loved her very much and stroked her long hair and back over and over again.

After a while, he still couldn't help but sigh, opened his mouth, and said softly,

"Xiaoyu, where have you been? Why don't you go home?"

Jiang Mingyu was startled when he heard this.

She hadn't heard the word "go home" for a long time after she left the orphanage.

But it seems that I have heard it somewhere before.

His somewhat chaotic eyes stared out of focus into nowhere, and after a few seconds, his dark pupils suddenly tightened.

Jiang Mingyu suddenly remembered that it was the missing man

Told her once.