July was always the hottest month of the year. The temperature in T City was 40 degrees Celsius for half a month, and the whole city was exhausted.
This time, it was even hotter and stuffy for half a month. Finally, dark clouds covered the sky after work, rendering the evening sky as deep as the night. Even the street lamps on both sides of the street were turned on two hours earlier. It was finally raining heavily!
The summer rain came in torrents, but it did not last long. However, the rain continued to pour for more than an hour without any signs of stopping. On the contrary, it was getting heavier and heavier.
The air was filled with the smell of water vapor, mud, and gasoline.
A group of people held umbrellas and ran desperately. Yan Huan was also in the team. The umbrella in her hand was blown by the strong wind and could not withstand the attack of the heavy rain at all. Her whole body was drenched by the rain and she was shivering from the cold.
She held an umbrella in one hand and a bag of heavy objects in the other.
When the heavy plastic bag in her hand broke for the third time, and everything fell to the ground with a " whoosh ", she had completely forgotten the need to be angry. Without hesitation, he threw the pure purple parasol to the side and braved the heavy rain to pick up the pile of items that were scattered on the ground and stained with mud... photography books, fortune-telling, Zhouyi, milk powder, vegetables, fresh meat, ham, and the eye-catching sanitary pads...
The quality of the bags in the supermarket was only so-so.
She thought to herself in a self-deprecating manner. She ignored the strange gazes of the pedestrians and ignored the muddy water splashed on her body by the low-quality luxury private car. She quickly took off her drenched thin coat, revealing the wet vest that revealed her inner beauty. It perfectly outlined her charming and warm curves.
She nimbly threw the things on her coat, then tied a dead knot, took the umbrella, and left without any embarrassment.
When she got home, she realized that what happened on the road was not the worst.
Yan Huan took out the key to open the door with great effort. The warm and warm light in the house seeped into her pores, making her feel relieved.
After hearing the sound of the door opening, the lively television that was originally filled with all kinds of professional photography knowledge suddenly went dark. The little one sitting on the soft sofa turned around and looked at the door.
Her six-year-old son, Yan Luo, had a mature face that was beyond his age. He had a pink face, crystal clear features like a porcelain doll, ink-black eyebrows, and eyes that were as bright as the night without any impurities. He stared at Yan Huan, who was in such a sorry state that he could not find the words to describe him.
He could only silently hand her the white phone. There was a message that he had already read.
Yan Huan took the phone and forgot to teach Yan Luo not to open other people's messages without permission. Even if the person was his mother, he still needed to ask for her opinion first.
Her gaze was attracted by the message on the phone.
"Tomorrow night at seven o'clock, Mingshan Villa, family banquet.”A few cold black Song characters fell into her eyes, and like a bolt from the blue, she was hit head-on. The signature was not written, but Yan Huan knew who it was.
She still shivered. Her bare, fair feet stepped on the cold ground, motionless, lost in thought.
She hadn't attended a family banquet that belonged to the Yan family for seven years. What was the meaning of this sudden notice?
"Mommy, are you in trouble?" Yan Luo crossed his hands in front of his chest. He did not have the childishness of a child his age. Instead, he had a serious expression on his face. His starry eyes were half-lowered as if he was thinking about something. He looked more like an adult than Yan Huan.
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