Jiang Yanmo didn't have any plans, he just wanted to make Duan's mother trust him.

So he planned to block Duan's mother every day, as for why he was blocked, it was because Duan's mother resisted his visit and didn't give him a good look.

Non-violent and non-communicative, as long as he opens the door and sees that it is him, he will immediately close the door, as if there is a plague god standing outside.

Therefore, he will not choose to come to the door directly, but after groping for Duan's mother's approximate whereabouts, he will wait for her in various places.

Commonly known as squatting.

This is the third day, he came to the door of Duan's house as usual, squatted a little, and when Duan's mother came back from outside, he stepped forward and said that he wanted to ask her to talk.

Duan's mother didn't look at him, and walked straight forward, leaving him there alone, feeling embarrassed to be rejected in front of everyone.

She is ruthless, only in this way can she protect her daughter and not go through her path again and end up with bruises.

It was the third time he had been here, but not the third time he had come to block her, but the tenth time, in other places.

In fact, this persistence moved her a little, but it didn't make her have the idea of throwing away her armor and making compromises.

After Duan's mother entered the house, the ghost came to the window of the room, opened the curtains and looked down, and saw Jiang Yanmo standing there, the rising sun gilding a layer of gold on him, making his whole person look soft.

There were people around him who walked by, and they had to look at him a few times, and some even walked over to talk to him, and she faintly heard their exchange.

"Boy, why are you standing here?"

"I'll wait for someone." Jiang Yanmo's voice was light, and his attitude towards others was completely different from that towards his own people.

Sometimes he would say a few more words, and then many people knew that there was a handsome guy who made Duan's mother angry, and he was waiting here to make amends.

Duan's mother was annoyed, and listened to the neighbors persuade her to talk to him well, if she has something to say, and then praise this young man for how much better.

She understood that Jiang Yanmo would not feel embarrassed, he probably even wished that everyone would know, and then speak for him to bother her.

Therefore, when Jiang Yanmo blocked her way downstairs today, she said coldly: "Where to go?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yanmo's face did not show the joy or relaxation of seeing the bright moon, but still had a calm face: "Please come with me."

He even chose a place, a nearby coffee shop.

"Say whatever you want, don't waste your time." Duan Mu sat down and spoke directly, and she had no intention of ordering anything.

Jiang Yanmo nodded and said, "Let's put it this way, I wonder why your attitude towards me suddenly changed?"

Duan's mother's gaze fell on the window, she was much calmer now than she was at home before, and she also knew that what she said at that time was indeed excessive.

"Because you're the son of a wealthy family." Duan's mother still responded coldly.

Jiang Yanmo let out a clear "um", and then asked, "Is this the only reason?"

Duan Mu was a little confused, frowned and said, "Yes."

"Well, I want to know, why do you hate the rich so much?"

Jiang Yanmo's body leaned back, and it seemed that he had entered a state of relaxed listening, and at the same time, the aura of the superior was also revealed.

Like a cheetah, waiting for food to reveal the empty door.

Duan's mother had never seen such a side of him, which made her think of another thing out of place.

She remembered that it was an afternoon, and the sun was warm and shining, and everyone was a little lazy.

At that time, she was riding her bicycle on the way home, but a motorcycle happened to drive by the side of the fork in the road, and it knocked her over.

Duan's mother was still stunned at that time, and she didn't have time to react after being knocked down, so she let the motorcycle drive away, leaving a pile of exhaust fumes floating in the air.

When she came back to her senses, she felt a burning pain in her feet.

She struggled to get up and got her leg out under the bike, and found that the skin was scratched, and it seemed to be broken, and it hurt to walk.

She had to call Duan Weiyu, but fortunately she had a mobile phone.

However, it was a boy who connected, which made her stunned for a moment, and quickly took out her mobile phone to take a look, and found that she had pressed the wrong person and mistakenly called Jiang Yanmo's phone.

"Auntie, what's wrong?" Jiang Yanmo's cold voice came out of the mobile phone, and Duan's mother's neck shrank unconsciously.

After telling him about his situation, Jiang Yanmo asked her address.

Duan Mu looked around and reported several landmark buildings.

But she didn't think he would come, after all, the student was supposed to be in class.

She waited for a while, heard a footstep and wanted to ask for help.

As a result, as soon as she turned her head, she saw Jiang Yanmo, wearing a sportswear, looking like he had just run over.

"Why are you here?" Duan's mother was a little curious, so she asked.

Jiang Yanmo smiled at her: "Something happens to be around here, aunt, how are you?"

As saying that, he crouched down to examine her feet.

"Is there a hospital around here?" Jiang Yanmo asked while checking her injuries.

"There's a small clinic." Duan's mother turned her head to look, "But there aren't many taxis around here." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Jiang Yanmo with her back to her: "Auntie, come up, I'll carry you to the clinic."

Duan's mother hurriedly refused: "This, how can this work?" Just help me walk over! ”

But Jiang Yanmo insisted, Duan's mother couldn't resist him, so she had to obey his will and was carried all the way by him.

At that time, she thought that this child was very good and could be a son-in-law.

At this time, Duan's mother calmed down, only to find that her heart was still a little towards him.

Jiang Yanmo didn't know what Duan's mother thought, but looking at the current situation, at least she wouldn't resist communicating with herself normally, which was very good.

He waited quietly, feeling that Duan's mother's attitude had softened a little.

Sure enough, she spoke, "Wei Yu probably never mentioned her father to you."

Jiang Yanmo was stunned for a moment, indeed, he had asked Duan Weiyu about her father before, but she avoided talking about it, making him think that her father had died, and then he didn't mention it again.

Now it seems that there is something hidden?

Duan's mother continued: "Her father is the son of a wealthy family, we used to love each other very much, and he was very good to me, just like you are now." She glanced at Jiang Yanmo and paused before saying, "But at that time, my parents didn't agree with our affairs, they thought that the children of wealthy families were unreliable. ”

At that time, in the eyes of her parents, Duan Weiyu's father was a rich second generation who did not learn and did not know how to do it, and he was not a person who could be entrusted with his life.

But she still resolutely insisted on her ideas, regardless of her parents' opposition, and ran towards what she thought was happiness.

After marriage, they were still very happy, but when Duan Weiyu was five or six years old, that year, he suddenly disappeared.

Duan's mother couldn't find him, but many debt collectors came to the door, and she learned that her husband, who had promised not to abandon her and would love her for the rest of his life, abandoned his wife and children in order to avoid debts.

How hard the days after that, she didn't say it, Jiang Yanmo could guess it.