"Sister, don't say that."

Jiang Jinqiao's voice was a little impatient, and it came clearly from the phone: "We are the same father, with the same blood, sister, don't keep pushing me to the other side, she is not my father's biological child." ”

Jiang Yansheng's face turned pale, biting his lip and suppressing his cry.

"Sister? Sister? You okay? ”

After a long time, Jiang Yan's voice was hoarse, and his tone was as calm as possible: "I'm fine, you have a good class, and you are not allowed to tell anyone about this." ”

Jiang Jinqiao was just about to speak when he found that the phone was hung up, and his long body stood in the corridor of the classroom, his head bowed, and his inky black hair blocked the cold look in his eyes.

He kicked the wall fiercely, flipped out the number from the address book, and roared as soon as he connected: "Siwei, are you brain-dead?" ”

……

After Jiang Yansheng hung up the phone with trembling hands, she hugged her arms and knees and silently shed tears, now she can't find any way to vent her emotions, she can only use crying to relieve the dull pain in her heart.

I remember the two years after Jiang Jinqiao was born, she liked this round and soft beautiful brother very much, and she also tried to learn to be a good sister.

And the grandmother came over, anxious and angry, and threatened to kill her useless, and said that if something happened to her brother, she would pay for her life, and kicked her over as she spoke.

Jiang Yansheng thought that her grandmother might be patriarchal and disliked her, but every time she saw the picture of her grandmother loving Jiang Siwei, she overturned this idea again.

Why? An old man who wants to torture his own granddaughter to death, but can he love his nominal granddaughter who is not related to him?

Jiang Yansheng has been puzzled by this question for many years, from begging her grandmother to treat her well at the beginning, she slowly became numb to family affection.

She even hated Jiang Yadong, why did his mother leave, he threw her to his grandmother, why should he be indifferent to herself, she only knew how to blindly use material money to make up for herself.

Now that I think about it, even her inviting people to find her mother over the years is all wishful thinking, what a big joke.

Jiang Yansheng's long eyelashes trembled violently, tears fell down in large numbers, and she cried very depressed and embarrassed in the light rain.

"Tsk, let me see whose woman is crying and being pitiful."

Suddenly, a low male voice came, and before Jiang Yansheng lowered her head to wipe away her tears, a black umbrella covered her.

She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with a blurred vision, to be precise - Huo Yinglang in a wheelchair!

His sexy and delicate face had an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his eyes were full of unpredictable evil spirit: "Mrs. Huo? Aren't we very lucky? ”

Jiang Yansheng sobbed, raised the back of his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"You can't remember me?" Huo Yinglang raised his eyebrows and pointed at his legs: "You hit it, I have a witness." ”

Jiang Yansheng adjusted his mood, and then said in a dumb voice: "You're not dead." ”

Huo Yinglang sat in a wheelchair leisurely and winked at her ambiguously: "I'm dead, who held an umbrella for you when you were concentrating on crying?" ”

Jiang Yansheng whispered, "I didn't let you hold it again." ”

"Well, it was I who saw a married woman crying on the side of the road, so I did something good and came over to comfort her." Huo Yinglang said, and couldn't help but praise himself: "It's too kind." ”

Jiang Yansheng looked at him with a straight face, feeling that his eyes were very sour, and he couldn't help but rub them.

Huo Yinglang looked at her expression, and only slowly spoke after a long time: "Don't cry, just laugh." ”

He didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said Jiang Yansheng, he couldn't help crying.

"!" Huo Yinglang also realized the meaning of the word "mouth owing".

He has the impression that he has seen many women crying, all of which are more important than real crying, and it is the first time he has seen such a stubborn person who wants to endure it and collapses and cries himself.

"Huh? It can't be that your husband cheated on you and abused you, right? There was really no way, Huo Yinglang pushed everything on her husband without any psychological pressure.

"This kind of cheap man, get rid of it early, baby, why don't you consider being my Mrs. Huo?"

Jiang Yansheng was immersed in venting the pain of the suppressed emotions in his heart, and he couldn't listen to every word he said.

In the end, Huo Yinglang began to question her: "Don't think that crying is so virtuous, I will dispel the idea of chasing you, you can't hurt a man's passionate and bold heart like this." ”

After Jiang Yansheng cried for a while, her mood was much better, she looked at him and frowned: "Am I very familiar with you?" ”

Huo Yinglang narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Don't you know if you have slept with it?" ”

Jiang Yan choked up, took his umbrella away, it was no longer raining at the moment, the air was a little cold, she lowered her head and turned out the mirror from her handbag, and tidied up her appearance.

"Huh? You don't think you're leaving, are you? Huo Yinglang's long, skeletal fingers held her wrist, and his tone was very firm.

As soon as Jiang Yansheng struggled, he let go.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to keep you as a disabled person?" She's really in a bad mood at this moment, and she won't like anyone.

It's just that Huo Yinglang is a thick-skinned master, chasing women has no morality at all, let her have a boyfriend if she doesn't have a boyfriend, and let her have a male junior if she has a husband.

This has always been Huo Yinglang's love purpose, and Jiang Yansheng's laughter is very meaningful: "Mrs. Huo, don't say that I helped you deal with the media last night, but you hit my leg injury, it's not too much to accompany me to the hospital for a follow-up, right?" ”

"You also saw me crying to death, if you don't go away, forget it, and after watching the play, you want me to accompany you to the doctor? You don't rely on your brains to chase women like this, do you? ”

After Jiang Yansheng finished speaking, his eyes swept towards his lower body, which meant obviously.

"......" Huo Yinglang.

After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "You are still cute when you cry." ”

Jiang Yansheng turned his head and saw a luxury car parked in the distance, and a driver waiting.

I immediately believed him a little in my heart, and I guess I really bumped into her crying in the rain on the way to the hospital for a follow-up, and I didn't lie to her.

"Forget it, I'll be with you once and I'll return the favor."

Jiang Yansheng didn't want to go home now, he didn't want anyone to see this embarrassed and crying appearance, and he had nowhere to go outside, so he really accompanied Huo Yinglang to the hospital.

Before getting into the car, she first said, "I don't owe you anything in the future." ”

Huo Yinglang looked at her for a moment, and a sexy laugh overflowed his throat: "You woman really refuse to eat at all?" ”

Jiang Yansheng fastened his seat belt, turned his head to him to smile or not, and reminded: "Lang Shao, there are only two things that women can't compromise between men, one is to suffer, and the other is casual, understand?" ”

Huo Yinglang shamelessly agreed with this: "Well, you are really different from the woman I have loved." ”

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