Chapter 370: The Hateful Must Have Pity
"Xiao Qin, ......" Father Jiang walked into the room, looked at Aunt Qin's familiar face, and stopped talking.
Aunt Qin saw that it was Jiang's father, but she was stunned for a moment, and then laughed "poof" and said, "Old Jiang, when did you become so polite!" How? I've lived half my life, and I want to learn what politeness is? β
Aunt Qin was obviously teasing Father Jiang, but he didn't laugh, just turned around lightly and closed the door.
"Huh?" Aunt Qin asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?" Oh, by the way, I just heard a siren, what's going on? Where did it stop? Who's in trouble? β
Aunt Qin nested in the room on the second floor, and only felt that the siren was very close to her, but she didn't feel that the police car was parked downstairs in her house, after all, the sound insulation effect of the bedroom was still good.
Father Jiang didn't say anything, but walked behind Aunt Qin slowly, pulled up the blanket covered by her and tucked it again, he looked at Aunt Qin tenderly, looking at her who had been swallowing her anger for this family for so many years, a great sense of guilt came to his heart. Over the years, it is with this woman that he has been able to fight for his career outside without burden, and he can quickly stand up after failing once, so that he can ...... After being disgusted with his wife, he has the leisure and money to spend time and drink with beautiful women outside.
Over the years, the only thing Jiang's father regretted was his infidelity to his marriage back then, he didn't regret having Jiang Chengqing's son, but he regretted that this son didn't come in accordance with the rules.
"Xiao Qin, you have white hair again, one day, I'll accompany you to dye it......" Father Jiang resisted the desire to choke, and sat down next to Aunt Qin gently, he stroked Aunt Qin's forehead in distress, but no matter how gentle he was, he couldn't offset the debt over the years.
Aunt Qin didn't know which tendon Jiang's father was wrong, she felt Jiang's father's caress for her in a daze, and she didn't know what to do.
"Old Jiang, you can tell me something...... Aunt Qin opened her mouth woodenly.
Father Jiang's heart ached for a while, he passed by the study several times, heard Aunt Qin call someone to explain something that didn't sound good, and he also heard the conversation between Yin Junxi and Aunt Qin that day, and knew that they had a disgraceful deal. He regretted that he chose to indulge her because of his indebtedness, and made her so wrong to this point. But he just wants this belated love to stay longer and warmer.
Father Jiang didn't speak, he lowered his head, gently grabbed Aunt Qin's hand, held it in front of him, and carefully observed it.
The person in front of him is no longer the young girl in her twenties, not the lover who is willing to betray his family and go away to a foreign land for him.
Rather, it was a poor old woman who had silently dedicated her whole life to him, and even became a little extreme because of love.
What ruined a good woman?
Is it betrayal or the scarcity of love? Is it time, or is it memory?
Father Jiang couldn't help choking, Aunt Qin was very puzzled, but Father Jiang's abnormal reaction made her feel a little weak, she tried to pull out her hand from Father Jiang's palm, but Father Jiang held it tighter.
After a long time, Father Jiang forcibly held back the surging in his throat, held back the urge to cry, raised his head, looked at Aunt Qin's eyes with affection, and muttered, "Xiao Qin, no matter what you do...... We...... Let's take it together......"
Aunt Qin was stunned, and in an instant she understood whose door the police car was parked in, she struggled to pull out her hand from Father Jiang's hand in horror, stared at her round eyes and shouted, "What are you talking about!" What did I do! β
Father Jiang didn't speak, his hands were still holding Aunt Qin's hands, his eyes looked deeply into Aunt Qin's eyes, and said, "Xiao Qin, for so many years...... I have nothing to say but sorry. β
"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about! Aunt Qin stood up from the rocking chair, held back the pain in her body, dodged her gaze, and sat on the bed.
"Xiao Qin, I know everything in the past, I know everything......" Father Jiang didn't want to say it too obviously, he also wanted to give Aunt Qin a little last dignity.
"You know? What do you know? Aunt Qin jumped up from the bed, ignoring the pain in her body, she roared very unvividly: "Do you know how wronged I am? Do you know how uncomfortable I am? You know...... Do you know how annoying and hated I am in my life?! β
Father Jiang shut up, as a man, he really can't empathize.
"You know, you know what!" Aunt Qin's tone became cold, as if Father Jiang in front of her was the biggest enemy in her life, and that hatred was endless.
Father Jiang wanted to say something more, but Aunt Qin didn't bother with him anymore, walked to the wardrobe, took out her favorite suit and changed it, and then used the portable storage bag that Jiang Guoer bought for her to buy a few changes of clothes, she couldn't help but laugh at herself, she used to always complain that her daughter spent money to buy these useless things, but she didn't expect it to be really useful one day, let alone use it at such a time.
Aunt Qin quickly packed up her clothes, she didn't even look at Father Jiang again, and when she was leaving, she turned around, touched the lipstick on the dresser, and wiped it seriously.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut.
Father Jiang finally couldn't help it and cried loudly.
As soon as Aunt Qin walked out of the room, she met Jiang Chengche who was coming towards her.
Aunt Qin was taken aback, but she also understood that she should come sooner or later.
"I want to talk to you." Jiang Chengqing's eyes were a little red and swollen, and when he spoke, his voice was very hoarse, he didn't look at Aunt Qin, he just stared at the ground blankly.
Aunt Qin nodded silently.
Jiang Chengche turned around and walked straight to his room, Aunt Qin followed, and closed the door after entering.
"Why?"
Jiang Chengche stood in front of the window, and Aunt Qin stood far behind him.
Aunt Qin was carrying the bag of clothes in her hand and lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong.
Jiang Chengche looked out the window, his eyes were empty, he originally thought that he was eager for this day to come, he originally thought that he could slap Aunt Qin hard to relieve his anger.
But he didn't, he didn't even have anger, he was as calm as the clouds in the sky outside the window.
"I hate you." Aunt Qin said bluntly.
Jiang Chengche was stunned, and then felt that there was nothing wrong with this sentence, as long as he was a normal person, how could he not hate him, the illegitimate son who was shoehorned in by Xiao San?
"...... all these years"
Before Jiang Chengqing's words were finished, Aunt Qin sneered, and she said a little mockingly: "Jiang Chengqing, you can't be so naΓ―ve, right?" In the whole world, you are the only one who had better deceive? β