Chapter 281: Love Etched by Hand

angs a giant projection screen."Over the past three years, the young master would almost sit here every few days, staying for a whole night at a time." Auntie Liu sighed as she flipped the switch on...After the meal, Leng Zhujing took Tong Yimo to her childhood home in this Cold family estate for the first time. 。Although he hadn't lived in the Cold Family Manor for a long time, Mrs. Cold would still arrange maids to come to his room every few days to clean. 。The residence of Leng Zhujing was, like her previous courtyard, a siheyuan, but more lavish. It had a courtyard in front and a grand gate, with a manor road behind, and willows lining both sides forming a shaded path. 。The main house in the middle belongs to my elder brother, and I live on the right. 。"Ling Zhuxiang held Tong Yimo's hand, pointing with one finger while smiling and saying: 。Tong Yimo couldn't help but smile: "Xiao Wei, you don't know... 。Every time I come to Lengjia Manor, I feel like I've been transported through time! The outside world is filled with skyscrapers, but stepping into Lengjia Manor feels like traveling back in time to ancient China. 。This place wasn't originally called "Cold Family Manor." It was a fiefdom's "Royal Mansion," and it was the only ancient dwelling in this coastal city. 。The grandfather's father went to great lengths to change his name and save the manor. 。> Leng Zhu Jing introduced 。Tong Yimo couldn't help but curiously ask, "Since it's a hundred-year-old manor, there should be antiques, right Wouldn't they be targeted by thieves" "My great-grandfather handed over all the priceless antiques, so the decorations in the estate are all modern replicas. 。And, what needs to be repaired about this old house 。Also, it is no longer the same as before. 。It's just more luxurious than before. 。“Leng Zhùjǐng bitterly smiled.” 。Although Cold Family Manor has security guards, former soldiers, patrolling 24 hours a day, there has never been a burglary. 。By and by, all the petty thieves outside know that there's really nothing valuable to steal in this Cold Family Estate. 。"Want to know what's most valuable in this manor" Leng Zhujing took Tong Yimo's hand and started teasing. 。Tong Yimo blinked her eyes curiously and asked, "What is it"Leng Zhujing smiled softly, took Tong Yimo's hand and left the yard, going to the back garden 。To say what’s most valuable, it’s probably this mansion and the hundred-year-old golden nan tree in the back garden. 。The thief shouldn't be able to steal such a large mansion and that old tree! Tong Yimo was brought by Leng Zhujing under a towering tree. She had noticed this tree before, but she didn't know what it was called. 。The trunk of this tree is gray and it would take about five or six people holding hands to hug it. 。"This tree is a golden nanmu, Grandpa said it's over a hundred years old!" Leng Zhujing introduced with a smile. 。This was Tong Yimo's first time encountering a camphor tree. She raised her hand and gently stroked the trunk, sighing with emotion: "It's wonderful to be a tree, living for centuries and staying in one place forever." 。"When we go to Australia, let's plant a tree in our front yard. Let that tree witness the happy times we share, you, me, and our future children." 。Lán Zhǔ jǐng chóng xī de shuō 。Tong Yimo nodded happily, threw herself into Leng Zhjing's arms, and said with glee, "Then let's plant a golden shower tree. When it grows up, we'll be old too. Then, we can sit under the big tree to enjoy the shade, watching our grandchildren playing at our feet." 。They were laughing and chatting merrily under the tree, unaware that someone was still sitting on it. 。After dinner, before returning to his room, Grandpa Leng Yan Ting called an old friend and casually mentioned wanting a string of golden silk rosewood beads. Cold Ye Chen happened to overhear this and became interested. 。That's why he came here to cut branches, but just after climbing up the tree for not long, holding a military pocket knife and cutting branches from this agarwood tree, Leng Zhucheng and Tong Yimo came. 。Listening to their conversation, Leng Yechen felt both envy and heartache. 。Tong Yimo and Leng Zhujing were chatting at the stone table under the tree, while Leng Yeshen had been sitting silently in the tree, listening to their conversation. 。They chatted for a long time, showing no sign of wanting to leave. Leng Yechen felt embarrassed to jump down and interrupt them, so he took out his military pocket knife and, silently, carved "Ye Chen Loves Yi Mo" on the trunk of the golden nan tree, one stroke at a time, with utmost seriousness. 。Anyway, these five characters were carved by him under the lush branches at the top of the tree trunk. From then on, it is estimated that besides him, no one else would know this secret! Leng Yechen chuckled wryly, leaning against the tree trunk and gazing up at the night sky obscured by half by the branches. 。Under the tree, the two of them chatted idly, time passing unnoticed, until a round moon hung in the branches. 。Tong Yimo could also see that Leng Zhujing didn't seem to have any reluctance towards this place at all. 。He had nothing to take away, and nothing that could be taken from him. 。Just as Tong Yimo and Leng Zh Jing were chatting and laughing at the stone table under the gold nan tree, the housekeeper suddenly hurried over, bowing to report: "Second young master, someone is looking for you outside, hoping that you will go out and meet her." 。" 15411/41883398 。hone number to Tong Yimo. 。Tong Yimo got the number and dialed it, but it prompted that it was powered off. 。It was late at night when Lu Yirou finally called her back. 。As soon as Tong Yimo pressed t...