Originally, she wanted to go from that exit thousands of miles away to a place far away from this dispute.

But the cruel reality still brought her back to H City.

Two days ago, she sent Jiang Yechen out of the woods and back to the forest house where the wheelchair man took her to live.

She said what she was going to do, and the wheelchair man just asked her to go up to the third floor to have a look.

That glance disrupted all her plans.

In the room on the third floor, there was a crying woman, and the moment she saw her, Nanxiang's blood froze all over her body.

The woman cried to her, "Xiangxiang!"

This sound has become a nightmare picture for a long time, not how terrible the woman looks, but the mental impact it brought to her, which is too big.

An identical cry came from behind her, interrupting her recollection.

"Xiangxiang! Your father personally asked people to buy you fruits, red cherries, and your mother washed them for you. ”

Yang Xueqin held a pot of black and red cherries in her hand and walked over with a smile.

That's right, God is so joking with her.

The crying woman on the third floor is Yang Xueqin. Yang Xueqin agreed to come to her on the weekend because Nanxiang didn't recognize her, but she didn't come, she was so sad that she cried for several days.

"Mom, don't call him that, he's just my leader, we only have a working relationship. ”

Nan Xiang took a deep breath and spoke to Yang Xueqin.

Yang Xueqin wore a dress of great value, and between the two nights, this rural woman was already dressed very luxuriously, and both hands were wearing large bracelets of pure gold.

But gold, silver, water and soil, and the number of fates are all predetermined.

The earth rats in the ground are covered with gold leaf, but they still can't hide the deep-rooted rustic atmosphere.

"Xiangxiang, in fact, I only know his identity now, it turns out to be so precious. I thought he lived in a broken forest, because he had not been good in the past few years, and he had no place to live. When I was his nanny and took care of him, we had a relationship more than ten years ago......"

Yang Xueqin sat down next to Nan Xiang, talking about the hard years in the past, combined with the current scenery, it was really an image expression.

"Didn't you marry a gambler and give birth to me? If you don't know my character, I'll tell you now, I don't like to be deceived. ”

Nan Xiang calmed down for two days before he was willing to open his mouth to discuss this topic with Yang Xueqin.

As for the wheelchair man, she hasn't seen him since she came back, because she doesn't want to see him.

"Nanxiang, what do you mean by this? Aren't you happy for me when my mother marries a rich man? It's rare that people don't give up looking for us, and they don't dislike me when they find it. Why are you so ignorant, quick, go down with me, he will come back today, you must call Dad. ”

Yang Xueqin ate two cherries and stretched out her hand to pull Nanxiang.

Of course, barefoot is not a person who wears shoes, if it weren't for Jiang Junyi being a disabled person with crippled feet, how could he be an orphan of the Jiang family, how could he fall in love with a cleaner?

These words were too real and hurtful, and Nan Xiang was not willing to say them.

But she still stood up and looked at Yang Xueqin coldly, "Who is my father? You simply tell me! You know very well that Jiang Yechen and I have been married, and the husband you are talking about now is my ex-husband's own uncle." You fooled me, did you want me to be charged with incest? ”

"It's still you, you want me to knock out this one in my stomach directly!"

When he first knew, Nan Xiang was really shocked, doubting his life and even doubting himself.

But later, she gradually felt a lot more relieved, she had already encountered so many bloody things, and it was impossible for her to become a bloody cousin with her beloved!

The man in the wheelchair has been partially paralyzed for many years and is unlikely to have sex with people.

If Yang Xueqin met him, it would be more than ten years ago.

And she is already twenty-four years old, Yang Xueqin gave birth to her more than 20 years ago, she cannot be Jiang Jingyi's bloodline.

"Anyway, my mother has decided to marry him, don't mention the gambler, and our family of three will live a good life in the future. ”

Yang Xueqin's eyes flickered, with a perfunctory attitude.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll go to Jiang Yechen now to ask for clarification. There is nothing that his subordinates can't find out, and when the time comes, all of us will be waiting to be embarrassed. ”

Nan Xiang made a gesture and walked out of the door.

Yang Xueqin really spread out, she has deeply seen Jiang Yechen's power, and the few days she was imprisoned in his hands, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar, she lived a life of no freedom in prison.

"Oh, don't, my good daughter! I said, I'll tell you everything!" she stopped Nanxiang, she didn't understand anything else, this is very clear, if this aunt knocks out the stomach out. Even if Jiang Jingyi comes forward, he may not be able to protect Yang Xueqin's life.

Nan Xiang turned around, and the next hour was a hard game, and there was no winner or loser.

Nan Xiang had an absolute advantage in his mind and found out everything Yang Xueqin knew.

The gap between Yang Xueqin and Jiang Jingyi is too big, and in front of Jiang Jingyi, Nanxiang can't give full play to his advantages, because the other party has enough strategy and wisdom.

Yang Xueqin is different, she has a simple mind and well-developed limbs.

Nan Xiang thought about it a little, and then set out everything he wanted to know.

According to her judgment, it should all be true.

Although the truth still made her sigh and difficult to accept, she was relieved in her heart.

She has no blood relationship with Jiang Yechen, as long as this one is confirmed.

The rest of the mistakes, she really, didn't care that much.

The Jiang family manor in May is still cold and windy.

This cold wind does not come from the normal temperature, but from the hazy atmosphere.

The old man lay in bed for a week, this week.

Jiang Yechen would come over every day after work, but he only sat at the door and never went in.

The guests who came to visit were all kicked out, and the only person he wanted to see never went in once.

This repetition was not broken until a mysterious person visited.

"Young master, the old gentleman said please come in. ”

Jiang Yechen and Jiang Jingyi, who came out, were directly opposite each other, Jiang Junyi was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by two servants, and just looked at Jiang Yechen like that.

"Uncle, I'm finally willing to show up. ”

Jiang Yechen ignored the servant's courtesy, stood up, and with a strong momentum, he faced Jiang Junyi in a wheelchair.

"Grown up. ”

Jiang Jingyi walked past him, raised his eyes, opened his mouth with a warm smile, gave Jiang Yechen a vague smile, and drove out of the aisle.

This century-long meeting ended in such a small dialogue.

"Mr. Jiang, he's really back. Ban Hua walked over, looked at the distant back, and sighed incredibly.

Jiang Yechen frowned, "He never left." ”

"Send someone to keep an eye on him, Nanxiang is probably with him. ”

With a more obscure remark, the man turned and walked into the old man's room.