Could it be that 700 is wrong for you?

"You've been back for so long, this is the first time we've sat down and talked about these things, you've been in Canada all these years, okay?"

Jiang's mother asked Jun Chengyue to prepare hot tea and asked some about Jun Chengyue in Canada. ~with~dream~small~say~ั‰~suimะตng~lฤ

There is no flaw in Jun Chengyue's answer.

In fact, the life he said was a bit boring in the eyes of Jun Ci and Jiang Yi.

I don't know how this man has stayed for so many years.

"I'm back to China this time, do you plan to go back to Canada?"

Mother Jiang asked about it.

Jun Chengyue didn't shake his head, nor did he nod, but said, "I'm not sure yet, the fifth brother and I have to help the eldest brother deal with the current matter." โ€

The current affairs of the Jun family are nothing more than the accident of Jun Fan, and the restlessness of the Jun family.

Mother Jiang also disagreed: "This matter must be uprooted, what Uncle Jun accumulated back then is not to let these lose, how to deal with it, how to deal with it." โ€

The uncle in their mouth is naturally the generation of the old man.

Jiang Mu's words were a little stern and direct, and it was obvious that she couldn't see what the Jun family was doing now.

"Sister-in-law is right."

He smiled, but there was a cold energy for no reason.

Jiang Yi was impatient to listen to the things discussed by the two people, and took his fingers to hook Jun Porcelain's thighs under the dinner table.

Although it was winter and he was dressed thickly, Jun Ci only put on a pair of black pants, and Jiang Yi's fingers gently scratched them, bringing a slight tingling itch.

Like electricity, it swept through her whole body.

She didn't want to lose her temper, so she kicked Jiang Yi in the calf.

Jiang Yi was in pain, turned his head and glared at Jun Ci, but his hand did not take it back, and continued to slide even harder.

It wasn't until a maid started serving the food and could notice them when he came over that Jiang Yi took his finger back.

The smile on the corner of his lips was a little proud.

Jun Ci sneered softly in her heart, and when no one was there, she would clean up Jiang Yi.

Although the traces of interaction between the two people were small, they also attracted the attention of Jun Chengyue on the other side, and he and Jiang Mu were chatting normally, but this time they shifted their attention to Jun Ci.

"If it's okay, you can also come to Jun's house to have a look."

His sudden words made Jiang Mu and Jiang Yi at the dinner table stiffen slightly.

Jiang Mu glanced at Jun Chengyue and Jun Ci with some incomprehension.

When Jun Ci's eyebrows were about to wrinkle again, she restrained herself, clenched her chopsticks tightly, and said without any emotion: "Uncle Chengyue has thought too much, and there is no proof of the facts, so it can't be true." โ€

Jiang Yi immediately understood what Jun Chengyue was talking about, could it be her father's incident?

Jun Chengyue heard Jun Ci say this, and her eyes darkened: "What you said is right." โ€

If it was usually Mother Jiang, she would definitely check herself, but at this time, Jun Chengyue said it, and it was obvious that she was hooked by someone to ask, so Mother Jiang said: "Chengyue, what are you talking about?" โ€

Jun Ci didn't want to say it, but he couldn't stop Jun Chengyue, and sure enough, he told him about his father.

She lowered her head to eat, her eyes narrowed slightly, what kind of thoughts did this gentleman Chengyue have.

No matter how smart Jiang's mother is, she didn't count that there is such a thing, although there is no proof of it, but the surprised eyes can't hide it.

She couldn't imagine for a moment that Jun Ci would really be involved with the Jun family.

"This thing is just like what Jun Ci said, there are no facts to prove it, Chengyue, could it be that you are wrong?"