Chapter 617: Traces of her existence

Thinking about it, he couldn't help sneering, and then pressed the inside line unhurriedly and ordered the servant.
"Pour me a glass of water and come in."
Oh, even if she isn't there, his life will be the same, nothing less!
After a while, the bedroom door opened and the servant came in with a glass of water.
"Master Two, your water."
Jiang Beimo sat on the bed, raised his hand and pressed his head, which had a headache because of the hangover, and then reached out to receive the water.
Take a sip, but frown!
"Master Er, what's wrong?" Jiang Beimo's face wasn't good, and the servant on the side asked carefully, for fear of doing something wrong.
"It's too hot!" Jiang Beimo took a sip and put down the water.
Before, he never felt that these servants of the Jiang family were so incompetent that they couldn't even pour a glass of water with a suitable water temperature!
"I'm sorry, Master Er ... It used to be Grandma Er's water for you, so we don't know what temperature you want ..." The maid heard and quickly apologized.
In the past, as long as the second master was at home, their servants basically did not have to worry about it, because the second grandmother would do well and do better than them.
After listening to the servant's mention of the woman, Jiang Beimo's face suddenly became a little bad.
He didn't even feel her presence when the woman was around.
Now that she is gone, she can always feel the traces of her past ...
I still think of her!
Jiang Beimo cursed, his face became more unhappy!
The woman got rid of him now, just wondering where to escape!
The thought of Jiang Beimo grew ugly when I thought of it!
"I'm sorry, Master Er, I'll help you change a glass ..." The servant was also frightened by Jiang Beimo's face, and he quickly picked up the glass and wanted to change it.
"Forget it, go out!" Jiang Beimo waved his hand!
"Yes!" The servant nodded, before turning away.
I regained my peace ...
Jiangbei Mo Yan was there, looking at this extremely familiar bedroom, but he didn't feel very familiar at all.
Thinking, he lifted the quilt and was ready to get out of bed.
Gaze stopped at the picture on the nightstand.
Wedding photo of him and Qiao Weiwei.
The so-called wedding photos are not intentionally taken, but a photo of the wedding scene taken by the cameraman on the day of the wedding!
But the woman was a baby, took it as a wedding photo and put it in the bedroom!
Jiangbei Morton paused, then raised his hand and took the picture.
Two years ago, Qiao Weiwei was a bit greener than she is now. She was wearing white white veil, holding her hand, looking at the camera with a shy smile.
Seeing this Qiao Weiwei once again made Jiang Beimo a bit lost.
Suddenly found that this woman looked very beautiful.
The next second, he looked away, snapped the picture upside down on the bedside table, and got up annoyed!
Just then, the bedroom door was knocked again.
"Second Master!" The voice of a subordinate came from outside the door.
"Come in!" Jiang Beimo glanced at the door and said impatiently.
Then the door was pushed open, and a subordinate came in with a red post in his hand.
"Master Two, this is an invitation sent by Master Three!" The subordinate approached, and handed a red invitation to Jiangbei Mo.
Invitation?