Jiang Nanshu bit his lip, stopped talking, and finally whispered: "It's okay for me, Cousin Yichen didn't mean it, I'll forgive him." ”

Song Yichen: "......"

Oh, I can kick my nose in the face.

Still want him to apologize?

Dream!

After speaking, she looked at Jiang's mother and Jiang's father again, and made up her mind with difficulty: "If my parents divorce, I want to be with my father, as for my brothers, I respect their choice." ”

Jiang Jingcheng drank water, his face as cold as the first snow without a smile: "I've lived by myself." ”

Jiang Hemian sighed helplessly and shook his head: "Second brother, raise me?" I've been with you. ”

Jiang Jingcheng: "Get out." ”

Jiang Yunchuan frowned, looked at Jiang's mother and then at Jiang Nanshu.

Scratching his hair with a headache: "I, I like Dad's ...... more"

In fact, he wanted to be with Jiang Nanshu.

Whether it is the Six Love Organization, or the guilt he feels as an elder brother who has done bad things to her.

He couldn't even emotionally give up on her.

[Ms. Song, the whole family is not happy to be with you, don't reflect on it, how failed you are. 】

Jiang's mother looked straight at Jiang Nanshu.

Jiang Nanshu blinked and tilted his head to look at her in confusion.

Mother Jiang hurriedly looked away.

Jiang Yunchuan's cold sweat came out.

This sister of her own, is good anywhere.

It's just that sometimes the voice of the heart is really angry, and it pokes at the nest of people's hearts.

In the end, Old Man Song spoke, his voice was a little tired: "Forget it, this matter is like this, let's not pursue it." ”

Song Kexia's face changed: "Grandpa! ”

Song Shizhao drank water indifferently, the expected ending.

It's just to surprise him that the Jiang family actually protects Jiang Nanshu so much.

One of the middle-aged men glanced at Jiang Yisen meaningfully, and also spoke: "It's my family's Yichen's fault, it has nothing to do with Nannan." ”

Another middle-aged couple watched the whole process.

They are Song Yichen's uncle and aunt.

is also Song Kexia's biological parents.

Things were solved gently and skillfully.

Jiang Nanshu's smile was a lot more sincere: "Then everyone is coming to dinner, right?" The dish is not delicious when it is cold. ”

Mrs. Song saw her youngest son's face in pain.

I am really unwilling to deal with this.

I couldn't hold back the weird anger of yin and yang: "Some people can really eat." ”

Jiang Nanshu held the hand of the chopsticks for a moment.

The Jiang family's faces have deteriorated again, and it's endless, right?

The Song family's face changed slightly, but in the end, they did not stop Mrs. Song's complaints.

Why aren't you allowed to complain?

And she didn't name names.

Jiang Nanshu put a chopstick in his mouth, and after swallowing it, he asked curiously: "Can't my aunt eat it?" They didn't even use chopsticks. ”

They're all eating.

No one in the Song family moved chopsticks.

Mrs. Song secretly rolled her eyes: "Where can we eat!" ”

Jiang Nanshu stood up and walked towards their table.

Before everyone could react, he lifted the table with both hands.

All the dishes on the table fell to the ground, and the ground was in a mess.

Song Kexia screamed and ran away.

The rest were in shock.

Jiang Nanshu clapped his hands, licked the corners of his mouth, and showed a well-behaved smile: "Then don't eat it, I'm afraid you will be uncomfortable when you eat." ”

She beckoned to a few brothers and smiled: "Eat quickly, the food will not taste good when it gets cold later." ”

Jiang family group: "......"

They all took chopsticks and ate them.

I'm afraid that I'm going to eat slowly, so I've lifted it here.

They're hungry.

The whole private room is very weird.

Jiang Nanshu went back to school after he was full.

As for what the Song family thinks, it has nothing to do with her.

……

Lu Qingyan came back early from a business trip.

On Friday afternoon.

After Jiang Nanshu explained to Chen Qian, he saw him at the school gate.

He wore a white sweatshirt and a black casual jacket that made him look fair.

The black hair was slightly messy by the wind and hung down to the tips of his eyes.

He was cold, like a bright moon, the rippling peach blossom eyes and his coldness, with a touch of gentleness, when he saw Jiang Nanshu, the corners of his mouth were subconsciously hooked, gentle and gentle.

"Nannan, I'm back early."

Jiang Nanshu trotted up to him and looked up at him: "Didn't you say Saturday?" ”

Lu Qingyan's eyes smiled: "Because someone said they missed me, I came back." ”

Jiang Nanshu's face was slightly red, he lowered his head a little embarrassed, and muttered: "I said that I would come back if I wanted to, don't you fail to complete your work well, and when the time comes, Grandpa Lu will say that you are delaying." ”

"Why, he wants me to come back to see you soon." Lu Qingyan pulled the car door: "Get in the car, send you back." ”

Jiang Nanshu got in the car and sat down and asked, "Is the port city fun?" ”

Lu Qingyan fastened his seatbelt and smiled: "It's not fun, it's not as fun as the capital." ”

He was on a business trip to Port City.

I went to Zhou's house.

The more I learned, the more I realized that Zhou Yanxu was a very remarkable person.

He didn't know if Zhou Yanshu here was the person Jiang Nanshu was looking for.

He didn't want Jiang Nanshu to see it.

"I haven't been to Port City yet." Jiang Nanshu took out oranges from his backpack and peeled them to eat.

The fragrance of oranges flows through the car.

Lu Qingyan drove seriously: "I'll take you to play if I have a chance." ”

Jiang Nanshu smiled at him: "Mm-hmm." ”

"Ding ......" Lu Qingyan's mobile phone on the car suddenly rang.

Jiang Nanshu glanced at it, it was Lu's mother's call.

Seeing that Lu Qingyan didn't want to take it, she didn't care.

Until the second, the third......

Jiang Nanshu couldn't help but say, "Brother Qingyan, your mother called you, there should be something urgent to find you, right?" ”

[Hey, shouldn't I really confirm that I'm sick and come to my son for help? ] 】

Lu Qingyan had a cold face.

His father was infected with this disease, and Lu's mother's condition was not much better.

He took a deep breath, parked the car on the side of the road, and got out of the car with his phone: "You wait for me in the car for a few minutes. ”

Jiang Nanshu after he got out of the car.

Just looked inside the car.

Stretched out his hand and opened the storage box in the car where Lu Qingyan stored the information.

A white piece of paper floated out and landed at Jiang Nanshu's feet.

She bent down to pick it up, when the paper was turned over the front.

Jiang Nanshu's pupils constricted, and he looked at the three words [Zhou Yanxu] on the top in a trance.

The man in the photo is wearing a high-definition suit, with a clear appearance, sword eyebrows, and a high nose.

His eyes were soft, and through a cold photo, Jiang Nanshu seemed to be being looked at by him gently.

Zhou Yanxu, the richest man in Hong Kong City, was only 29 years old when he died.

and the man in her memory, the appearance gradually coincided.

She had almost forgotten about him.

But in fact, with just one glance, she remembered it again.

It's exactly the same, exactly the same as the Zhou Yanxu she met.

He was also 29 years old when he died.

Jiang Nanshu's hand holding the paper trembled a little, why......

In two worlds, there will be two people who look the same and even have the same life experience?

Even the death was because of the fire.

Ask for a ticket~

Narration is the only character who doesn't appear but runs through the whole text, hahaha.

(End of chapter)