I, a man, swapped bodies with a rich girl

As agreed, Song Jinyi asked Aunt He to prepare the offerings that afternoon.

It had been a long time since he went out, and it had been a long time since he had gone to pay respects to his mother.

Before leaving, Song Jinyi sat alone in the room.

Looking out the window, he looked a little sad, but guilty in his heart.

He thought, when he saw his mother later.

He must say sorry more to make up for not paying respects to her all these years.

I hope his mother won't blame him all the time.

"Master," Xu Cheng pushed open the door, "everything is ready, we can go."

"Well, let's go."

Because Jiang Tao was allowed to go with him, she had to change out of her maid outfit early and put on her private clothes that had been customized and delivered.

Since she was going to pay respects to the deceased, she knew the rules well enough not to wear bright clothes.

But she couldn't resist Jiang Tao's overly beautiful face.

Even though she was wearing a plain grey shirt and black pants, her slender figure was wrapped up, making her even more seductive.

Seeing Jiang Tao change into her private clothes, Aunt He couldn't help but want to say a few words:

"Why don't you wear something bright when you are so beautiful?"

"So many beautiful skirts were sent, you can just pick one out and wear it, are you really going to put it in the bottom of the closet to collect dust?"

Aunt He doesn't have that kind of old feudal cognition and behavior.

In her opinion, young people should live openly and cheerfully.

Clothes should be bright, people should be lively and cheerful, and the whole spirit and appearance can be completely rosy and bright!

She really couldn't understand why some children nowadays would pursue what kind of "sorrowful" culture.

It's obviously a good age of youth, but they have to be like a middle-aged social animal who has accomplished nothing? ?

Is this a culture worth pursuing! ?

Aunt He kept talking about beautiful skirts.

Jiang Tao was embarrassed and had to find the right time to explain to her.

But the reason for her explanation was overheard by Song Jinyi who was passing by with Xu Cheng pushing a wheelchair.

"If you want to change your skirt, you can."

"This... is not appropriate..."

In fact, Jiang Tao refused in her heart.

But Song Jinyi thought she was still thinking too much, so he simply explained:

"My mother is not such a fussy person."

"On the contrary, if she sees that you are beautiful but you dress so casually, she will probably think it's a pity."

Jiang Tao: "......?"

What do you mean by dressing casually? ?

The crickets were whispering, and the scolding was really dirty!

Jiang Tao wanted to refuse again, and even made an excuse that she didn't have enough time and was going to be late.

But Song Jinyi said generously: "It's okay, how long will it take to change clothes? We'll just wait for you."

"..."

It seems that she has to change her skirt today.

Jiang Tao was a little helpless. Sure enough, she would have to wear a skirt in private sooner or later!

Worried that she would not be able to choose the right skirt again, Aunt He simply went with her to help her choose.

Before leaving, Jiang Tao secretly glanced at Song Jinyi.

Only then did she realize that the other person's expression seemed a little inexplicably nervous...?

She suddenly had an illusion in her heart.

She always felt that it was not Song Jinyi who insisted on her changing skirt, but that Song Jinyi was delaying the time to go out...

With Aunt He's help, she picked the skirt quickly, and changed the skirt even faster.

When she appeared again, Jiang Tao had changed into a single-strap waisted floral long skirt.

Jiang Tao had worn a vest before for shirtless clothes.

This was the first time she wore a skirt.

Noticing the gazes of several people, she was a little shy and wanted to hug her arms.

But she happened to see the satisfied look in Song Jinyi's eyes.

Aunt He beside her said with a slightly regretful tone:

"Although long black straight hair is good, it is better to curl your hair slightly and style it when wearing a floral dress."

Jiang Tao, who was originally shy, was happy when she heard this.

It is not enough to wear beautiful clothes to work in the Song family.

She also needs to style her hair? ?

Then she is not here to be a servant, she is simply here to be a lady of the Song family, right?

Enough time has been wasted, and several people stopped wasting and set off quickly.

What Jiang Tao didn't expect was that she thought there was only one private driver for the Song family.

But she didn't expect that each private driver was responsible for one...

Sure enough, her fantasy about the life of rich people was too narrow.

And the name of the private driver of Young Master Song sounded particularly reassuring.

Xie Pingan!

Compared with Butler Xu and Aunt He, he looked much younger.

Jiang Tao estimated that he was only about thirty years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face.

It was a coincidence that when they set out in the car

I just saw Feng Huishan coming back, and I don’t know who made her angry.

When she got out of the car and closed the door, the door was closed loudly.

But Song Jinyi and others didn’t care about this little thing and treated her as air.

Xie Pingan didn’t even look away, and drove out of the gate of the Song Family Manor with the steering wheel.

The grave of Song Jinyi’s mother is in the cemetery in Nanshan District in the suburbs.

The car drove steadily, passing through the tall buildings and the bustling streets.

The closer we went to the suburbs, the tall buildings gradually receded, and the bustling street scenes gradually disappeared.

Until we passed the moat, there were more green plants on both sides of the road.

Jiang Tao guessed that it seemed that the destination was not far away.

Then more than ten minutes later, the car drove to the foot of a mountain and stopped.

While Xie Pingan pulled the handbrake, he also respectfully said to the back: "Master, we are here."

"Well, get out of the car."

Song Jinyi's legs were inconvenient, so Xu Cheng helped him get out of the car.

Jiang Tao was also very quick. After getting out of the car, she went to the trunk to take out the offerings that would be used later.

After the division of labor was clear among the few people, Xie Pingan was left waiting in the car.

Xu Cheng and Jiang Tao accompanied Song Jinyi to the cemetery on the mountain.

They first went to the reception room at the foot of the mountain to register.

The suburbs were remote, so naturally there were few people.

Including the staff stationed at the cemetery, there were only three people in the reception room.

Seeing them come to worship, they did not show much surprise.

Because it was afternoon, after Song Jinyi filled out the form.

They reminded them not to delay too late, so they let them enter the cemetery.

This was Jiang Tao's first time to the cemetery, from the moment she stepped into the territory.

A solemn atmosphere came towards me.

Today was also a good day.

The sky was blue and cloudless, like a blue sea reflected in the sky.

After finding Xie Yunshu's tombstone, Xu Cheng was responsible for wiping the dust around it, while Jiang Tao helped to place the offerings and bouquets.

Although the staff responsible for managing the cemetery came to clean and maintain the environment every day.

But it was inevitable that the weather was hot now.

Occasionally, there was wind from all directions, and the dust was flying everywhere.

Song Jinyi sat quietly in the wheelchair, just staring at the photo on the tombstone silently.

Gentle, dignified, quiet, and a little willful with a childlike innocence.

That was my mother when she was young, and the appearance in the photo would always stay in her youth.

As an orphan, Jiang Tao still envied Song Jinyi from the bottom of her heart.

At least the other party could come to the cemetery to commemorate the old friend.

When her parents passed away, she was still very young, so young that she almost had no memory of it.

She was like a person who was truly abandoned.

She didn't know where her parents were buried, nor did she know if there were other relatives in the family.

She was thrown into the welfare home just like that, and grew up to adulthood.

While helping to place the offerings, Jiang Tao glanced at the photo on the tombstone.

That was a very beautiful woman, who looked about 70% similar to Song Jinyi.

Jiang Tao knew who Young Master Song took his appearance from.

After all the work was done, Song Jinyi asked them to leave temporarily.

He wanted to stay alone and say a few words to his mother.

When leaving with Xu Cheng, Jiang Tao turned back and took a sneak peek.

Song Jinyi had his back to them, and his lonely and thin figure had an indescribable sadness.