Usually, Jiang rarely goes back to the family building, and usually lives in the dormitory, which is convenient for the police or something.

At this time, he had successfully slipped back to the family building.

As soon as I sat down and was about to continue working, my mobile phone rang.

I didn't pay much attention to the signature:

"Who?"

"Who? Your own mother!

I said Jiang Ye, if Xiyue hadn't told us, wouldn't you have planned to tell us about your injury? ”

A snapping roar.

Jiang Ye glanced at the phone screen:

"Mom!" shouted.

"Don't call me Mom, this time it's an injury, do you have to collect your body next time?

Tell me about you, when will I and your dad be reassured? ”

It can be seen that he is really angry.

Even these words were shouted out.

Jiang also rubbed his eyebrows and explained softly: "Mom, it's not that serious, it's broken." ”

It's just that this explanation is better than no explanation.

Mrs. Jiang, who was already full of fire, suddenly became even more angry:

"What, the fracture is lighter, isn't it?"

Sweat....

"Okay, what do you say?"

I know that this will be wrong regardless of what I say, so according to the past practice, it is good to listen to Zun.

On the phone, Mrs. Jiang snorted twice:

"Wait until I'm done with these two days!"

"What?"

"What else can you do? Of course I'm here to see you! ”

The son is biological, and he is injured, how can he rest assured if he doesn't see the situation with his own eyes?

Jiang also knew that he couldn't refuse, and this little old lady wouldn't listen at all:

"Okay, call me in advance when the time comes, and I'll pick you up."

"No, you're a disabled person, it's better to take care of your injuries, there is a driver!

By the way, the matter of withdrawing Xiyue's endorsement, your brother said that it was your idea? ”

Jiang also moved his body and mumbled.

On the phone, Mrs. Jiang paused and said earnestly:

"Ah Ye, if you do this, your grandfather will definitely not be able to explain it, after all, Xiyue and you..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Mom, can you stop messing me up with Gu Xiyue?

There is nothing between us, not before, or now, or later! ”

"You dead boy, forget it, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you, anyway, your grandfather is already picking the day himself, you can do it yourself."

Pick a day?

Jiang also sneered:

"Then I'll leave it here, no! Can! Yes! ”

Faced with her son's tough attitude, Mrs. Jiang also choked, and then asked in a low voice:

"What's wrong with Ren Xiyue? If you want to look good, you have to have a figure, you are still childhood sweethearts who grew up together, why can't you?

Ah Ye, you shouldn't have any problems, right? ”

Really skeptical!

"Son, if there is really anything, let's not shy away from the disease, we should treat it, okay?"

As the last word fell, there was a 'click'.

This is followed by a 'doodoo' tone to hang up the phone.

Jiang also thought to himself: Heh, this is my mother?

Does any mother suspect that her son has such a serious illness?

Is it biological?

It's just obvious that you can't be mistaken, after all, the Jiang family's genetics are too strong, and they all share the same face for generations!

Hiss~

A headache.

Jiang also reached out and rubbed his temples for a while before re-dialing the phone and going out.

The phone was quickly connected, and Jiang was the first to speak:

"What do I want?"

"Young Master Jiang, how can it be so fast? It's not six days, you're investigating six years ago! ”

The man's face was very impatient at this time:

"When?"

"Didn't you say a week?"

"Three days at most, if you can't do it, I'll change people!"

Substitution?

What's the line?

The person on the phone gritted his teeth:

"Okay, okay, three days, three days, wait for news."

So, in fact, three days was completely fine, but before that it was said that it would take a week?

Uh, how do you say that?

The rules of the industry are like this, you can't talk about it in advance, what if things change?

If something goes wrong, isn't it smashing your own signboard?

Right?