Mother Jiang stood up in shock and directly overturned the tea in front of her.

Because her movements were too big, she immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Her face was white and red, and she looked as funny as a palette.

[What are you doing, you're scared to death, you don't want to eat with me, right? Oh, I'm done with this meal, and I'm sick to you. 】

Of course, Jiang's mother is not because of eating, and reconciliation is also a situation she is happy to see.

It's just that Jiang Nanshu can complain in his heart about things that haven't happened yet!

Jiang Yisen knows, he will definitely go to check the Song family.

Jiang Yisen's expression was the same, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his hand, but he didn't smoke it.

He seemed to understand where Mother Jiang's strange appearance appeared at the beginning.

It's on the Song family.

's own mother, who actually hid from her family and helped the Song family, wanted to be the executioner who bankrupted the Jiang family?

The Song family is her relatives, with her parents and brothers.

But they are also her biological children.

Jiang Yisen lowered his head and bit his cigarette, looked lazy, and smiled leisurely: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, I'll book a place today and take the two families out to get together, it just so happens that I haven't seen my grandfather and them for a while." He paused and changed the subject: "As for whether Nannan wants to apologize, that's her business, I hope you don't force her, she is still a child, timid, and unafraid." ”

Mrs. Song: "......"

What a child can break all the bones of a man!

What kind of child can be so timid as to beat people in front of others and be lawless, it's really too much.

But Song Shizhao has already paid compensation, and she can only shut up no matter how unwilling she is.

It's just that the resentment in her eyes looking at Jiang Nanshu means that she doesn't recognize reconciliation in her heart.

Jiang Nanshu carefully pondered the three words "timid" that Jiang Yisen said.

[Don't you mean me! 】

Jiang Yisen's smile widened.

The response is pretty fast.

He stood up and looked at the eight-figure watch on his wrist: "At seven o'clock in the evening, the hotel will be set in Longfeng Chengxiang, everyone is a family, I hope to see you and you are harmonious." ”

Jiang Yisen has always said the same.

Not only is he the ruler of the Jiang family, but he also has the confidence to be proud enough.

He looked at Jiang Nanshu.

Her eyelashes are a little moist, her cheeks are as white as jade, her apricot eyes are black and bright, her red mouth is gently pursed, and her plain face is also beautiful, and she is a little more delicate than a porcelain doll.

Seeing that she was cute, he gently stroked her slightly curly black hair with his big palm, and bowed his head slightly: "Remember to have lunch later, and then go to school obediently, I will send a car to pick you up in the afternoon, I will go first." ”

With that, he walked past her and out of the principal's office.

There was a faint nicotine smell in the air.

It's the smell of Jiang Yisen.

Jiang's mother can't take care of Jiang Nanshu anymore.

She hurried out.

Trying to help the Song family explain.

At this time, there were only three people left in the office.

Mrs. Song glared at Jiang Nanshu and wanted to hit her the shoulder.

Jiang Nanshu raised his hand and pinched his finger bones, crunching.

She looked at Mrs. Song with a smile, and her tone was well-behaved: "Mrs. Song, my bones are very hard, don't touch me easily." ”

A simple sentence frightened Mrs. Song.

Thinking of my son, who was still lying in the hospital bed.

She walked away from Jiang Nanshu stupidly, and left a sentence viciously: "I won't just forget this matter, you wait for me!" ”

Jiang Nanshu didn't blink his eyes, turned around and left.

Song Shizhao followed behind her: "I'll send you back to the bedroom." ”

"No need, I'm going to the cafeteria to eat, not by the way." Jiang Nanshu didn't want to have anything to do with the gambler behind him.

He's not a good thing.

"You weren't like that before, cousin Nanshu." Song Shizhao spoke softly.

He chuckled lowly and inquired in an inquiring tone: "I heard that you committed suicide by jumping into the river last time, I was in the crew during that time, and I didn't have time to visit you, but I was angry because of this?" ”

Jiang Nanshu briefly recalled the relationship between the original body and the Song family.

Just two words: knot.

She wondered, is that crossing girl very lacking love?

It's not enough to please your own family, the Song family also has to please.

"Not really." Jiang Nanshu perfunctory: "People say that there is a generation gap at the age of three, we are seven or eight years apart, rounding up to three generation gaps, I can't talk about it." ”

"I thought you hated me too, so you made rumors about me."

Jiang Nanshu turned his eyes to look at him.

Coincidentally, Song Shizhao looked at her for a moment.

If it weren't for this elegant skin, his eyes would be like a terrible ghost coming up from the underworld to ask for his life.

Soon the feeling disappeared without a trace.

He is still the national actor with max affinity.

"Rumors? Cousin, when did I spread rumors about you, don't talk nonsense. ”

"Really?" Song Shizhao breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiang Nanshu helplessly and dotingly.

Jiang Nanshu was stared at by him and got goosebumps.

"That must be my aunt blowing me up, she asked me if I was gambling and taking drugs, how could I do such a thing."

Jiang Nanshu's heart tightened, and his eyes widened in surprise on the surface: "What...... Gambling and drug use? ”

"Hmm." Song Shizhao sighed: "I asked her who told her, guess whose name she said?" ”

Jiang Nanshu immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

Under Jiang Nanshu's gaze.

Song Shizhao smiled slowly and said softly, "It's you, cousin." ”

Jiang Nanshu stood in place.

Song Shizhao raised his hand and patted her shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense, I'll see you in the evening." ”

He put on a hat and mask, and immediately had bodyguards around him to escort him out of school.

Jiang Nanshu looked at the rain curtain outside the balcony, the sky was gloomy, and the wind was a little cold.

She wore a thin light purple knitted skirt with a small black coat.

Her eyes were darker than the sky.

So, what does Song Shizhao mean?

Regarding his gambling and drug use, she didn't tell anyone except complaining in her heart.

Why did Mother Jiang say that she said it?

How could she tell Mother Jiang such a thing?

Or maybe Jiang's mother found out about Song Shizhao, her dear eldest nephew touched these harmful things, and she didn't want to admit that she was quietly investigating, so she threw her out of the pot?

Jiang Nanshu let out a sigh of relief, thinking about the details of this time in his mind, and he hadn't figured it out yet.

Xu Xi walked up with an umbrella and beckoned to Jiang Nanshu: "Jiang Jiang, I'm here to send you an umbrella, hurry up, let's go eat, everyone is waiting for you." ”

Thoughts are interrupted.

Jiang Nanshu walked towards Xu Xi at this time: "It's here." ”

……

Outside the campus of Kyoto University.

After Jiang Yisen got in the car.

Mother Jiang banged on his car window.

After a few seconds, Jiang Mu sat in the back seat.

The driver walked away with interest, leaving space for the mother and son.

Jiang Yisen opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and his eyes were cold: "So you know everything, but you don't say, what do you want to do?" Mother. ”

Ask for a monthly pass.

(End of chapter)