Your Third Uncle Is About To Die

After Qi Yihan settled the matters in the company, the two of them went to Jiangnan with Butler Yang.

Butler Yang's hometown still had many buildings from the last century, such as alleys, flowers, and ancient bridges.

It was the rainy season in Jiangnan. Qi Yihan held an umbrella with one hand and held Tang Li's shoulder with the other. The two of them walked on the bridge and looked at the boats passing by in the river. In the eyes of others, the two of them looked like a painting.

"I didn't expect Butler Yang's hometown to be so beautiful." Tang Li craned her neck to look at the boat under the bridge, but Qi Yihan pulled her back.

"Don't stick your head out. Your hair will get wet later."

Tang Li tilted her head and smiled at him. "I want to take a boat."

Qi Yihan looked around and found a place to take the boat and brought her there.