The woman knew that her topic did not attract him, and looked at the Rubik's Cube that he had been working on for so long, and suddenly: "Ah Zhun likes to play Rubik's Cube!" Auntie, this son also likes to play with the Rubik's Cube, why don't you let him play with you? ”

As soon as the words fell, I wanted to snatch the Rubik's Cube in his hand to attract his attention.

But the young man's hand was too fast, and he skillfully turned sideways.

Madame fell down at once because of inertia.

The young man raised his chin slightly, and a pair of light brown pupils glanced at her faintly, and then looked at a dead object.

It was as if nothing and nothing could enter his eyes.

Indifferent.

I don't know what can make the person in front of me crazy.

The woman stood up and smiled awkwardly.

As soon as she raised her head, she met the dark and gloomy gaze of the old man Shangjiang, and she also saw that the old man Jiang did not like it.

dragged his son, who was still obsessed with Jiang Zhun's appearance, downstairs.

The people who couldn't hold it down suddenly unloaded half of their clinging hearts.

They don't want to slap the horse's hooves.

As soon as you were accidental, you were silently blacklisted by the moody Jiang family helmsman in front of you.

That's the end of my life.

The little boy Jiang Zhun held the Rubik's Cube with his slender fingers, his eyes fell on the first floor, and he glanced at the people downstairs without any thought, and when he saw his short and thin body staring intently at the food in front of him, his light brown eyes instantly spread out a layer of thick fog.

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The little girl Tan Sang was holding a puff that had been bitten twice in her hand at the moment, her cheeks were slightly bulging, and the corners of her lips were still carrying the cream that she hadn't licked clean.

As soon as he heard such a prompt, Tan Sang felt that all the delicious food in front of him was not fragrant at all.

The look was aggrieved.

The word unhappy was written all over his face.

Tan Sang's mother, Miss Tan, is a strong woman who has always focused on her career, and this kind of scene is generally to win connections, so she turned her head and said to little Tan Sang:

"You stay obediently, mom still has something to do."

Tan Sang looked at this mother with a delicate and good-looking face, without a trace of emotion on her face, completely indifferent, and nodded slightly.

In the eyes of Zhang's mother next to her, she was sad and lonely.

I really feel sorry for my cubs.

Tan Sang was actually not uncomfortable at all, on the contrary, he didn't feel anything.

She wasn't really looking forward to family affection.

She had to get the job done now.

Thinking like this, he tilted his head and looked at the beautiful young man in the glass on the second floor, the spotless white shirt, the fingers were clean and slender, and the delicate eyebrows and eyes were indifferent.

Tan Sang smacked his tongue.

It's a scourge to look so seductive when you're only ten years old.

As the sky darkens, crystal chandeliers glow with a dim and warm glow, and a long dining table centers delicate vases with delicate flowers, predominantly purple.

The table was also lit with candlesticks, and the delicate candlesticks shimmered to add some atmosphere to the dinner.

The day passed quickly, and Old Man Jiang also knew that his grandson really didn't like outsiders very much.

Only the right-hand man Miss Tan and the little sweet bag Tan Sang were left.

Although there are only a few people, Old Man Jiang is always worried that Jiang Zhun will not be able to bear it.

The cloudy eyes were scorched.

But Jiang Zhun didn't seem to have any discomfort.

The servant put on the clean dishes and chopsticks, and his movements were quick and neat.

The dishes are exquisite, and Tan Sang is salivating when he sees them, and the chopsticks in his hand are already eager to try, just waiting for Old Man Jiang to speak.