"I didn't."

Jiang Nanzhi denied it again and again.

But Zhou Yan didn't even bother to give her a chance to explain, pushed her aside, and said contemptuously.

"Isn't this the purpose of you and your grandmother coming to Jiangcheng, marrying a rich man, so that you can have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life, and be a broad wife."

"No, it's not."

Jiang Nanzhi didn't want Zhou Yan to misunderstand her so much, so he stepped forward, held Zhou Yan's arm and explained, "Ah Yan, my grandmother and I came to Jiangcheng for you, nothing else. ”

"Of course you won't admit it."

Zhou Yan sneered, "After all, you can only force me now." ”

"Ayan."

Zhou Yan's eyes were too cold when she looked at her, and the cold Jiang Nanzhi couldn't stand it, "Don't misunderstand me like this, I don't want to marry a rich man, even if you don't have money, I like you just the same, grandma said, our marriage contract was made since I was a child, and I only like you alone since I was a child." ”

"Then did you ask me if I liked you or not?"

Zhou Yan asked her rhetorically.

Jiang Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, her fingers tightly tugged on Zhou Yan's sleeve, refusing to let go, as if as long as she held it like this, Zhou Yan would not leave.

Her voice was low and trembling, "Grandma said, you're going to like me." ”

"I won't!"

Zhou Yan denied it without the slightest hesitation, he stared at Jiang Nanzhi, and said to her word by word, "Not before, not now, and not in the future, Jiang Nanzhi, you'd better put away your cheap wishful thinking, I have never liked you." ”

Jiang Nanzhi's hand suddenly lost strength, she wanted to let go of Zhou Yan, but she was reluctant, and she was vigorously thrown away by Zhou Yan in the hesitant struggle, and she was thrown back several steps.

As soon as he stood firm, Zhou Yan's warning voice sounded again, "Stay away from the people around me, you better understand that it's impossible for them to like you, not only me." ”

Zhou Yan is gone.

Leaving Jiang Nanzhi standing in the courtyard like a lost soul, alone.

Mama Zhang was at the door of the villa, after watching the whole process, she sighed, she walked out, draped a knitted cardigan from Jiang Nanzhi over her shoulders and said, "Miss Jiang, many people like you." ”

Is it?

Jiang Nanzhi didn't ask, she turned around silently and returned to the living room.

She's always been so well-behaved.

Even when I am very sad and sad, I will eat, quietly, and say that I can't waste my cooked food.

How can such a well-behaved girl not be likable?

She just doesn't like Zhou Shao.

Don't you like it, haven't you lived in this villa together for three years? In the past three years, Zhou Shao has never treated himself harshly, he exercises his rights as a fiancé, but does not allow Miss Jiang to have any extravagant expectations for him as a fiancée.

It's not a requirement, it's just a luxury, it's not allowed.

As an aunt who has taken care of the two of them for three years, Zhang's mother is biased towards Jiang Nanzhi, probably because women feel more sorry for women, and Jiang Nanzhi's age is the same as her daughter.

As a mother, Zhang's mother is even more distressed.

If it weren't for the death of Miss Jiang's parents, there was only one sick grandmother to rely on, and someone to support her, how could she suffer such grievances.

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Jiang Nanzhi finished breakfast, and Zhang's mother was making soup in the kitchen.

Today, she was going to visit her grandmother in the hospital, and she was in a good mood, but now, she reached out and covered her chest, she always felt that her heart seemed to be sick, and she always felt uncontrollably uncomfortable.

But it seems to be used to it and can bear it.

The soup was not cooked yet, and in the process of waiting, Jiang Nanzhi picked up the suit, checked the fabric with his mobile phone, checked whether it could be cleaned, and how to clean it, fortunately, this suit is not a particularly delicate material, and it can be washed by hand with warm water.

Jiang Nanzhi carefully followed the steps on the Internet, scrubbed the suit little by little, and then hung it up.

When she went downstairs, Zhang's mother just finished the soup.

Jiang Nanzhi took the soup to the hospital, Grandma Jiang lived in the hospital's convalescent building, and when Jiang Nanzhi arrived, she was sleeping.

Jiang Nanzhi put the soup on the table, moved a stool and sat obediently on the edge of Grandma Jiang's bed, Grandma slept very soundly, but she was old, sick, and breathing heavily.

The hand placed on the outside was mottled and bruises left by the broken blood vessel wall after the infusion.

Jiang Nanzhi couldn't help but reach out and hold it, lowered his head and leaned lightly on it.

That feeling, like going back to when she was a child, she was always greedy, and the warmth and happiness in her memories she hadn't felt for a long, long time.

When she came to Jiangcheng, she was full of joy, but she didn't expect Zhou Yan to hate her.

There is some pantothenic acid in the eye sockets.

"Grandma."

Jiang Nanzhi squirmed her lips, she closed her eyes, locked her sadness in her eyes, and opened her mouth silently.

"I don't think Ah Yan will like me anymore."