Su Qiao was stunned for a while before she realized, "Is it because your mother doesn't allow it?"
Jiang Yihan didn't say anything, but just looked up at her. However, Su Qiao already understood that she had guessed correctly.
She patted his shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, I have a way to make her have no time to care about you."
Jiang Meng has been very strong-willed since her divorce. In addition to wanting to train her son Jiang Yihan into the best talent, she also wants to develop her daily chemical products company to be comparable to the Yu family.
She wanted to make the unfaithful man who abandoned her and her son in order to get close to the eldest daughter of the Yu family regret it.
Therefore, the only thing that could keep her from having time to stare at Jiang Yihan was her company.
Jiang Yihan didn't know what method she had, but he couldn't help but believe her.
She gave him a really mysterious feeling.
Jiang Yihan opened his mouth slightly, but in the end said nothing. He lowered his head silently and started playing games.
The two played for most of the night and only snuggled together for a nap at two or three in the morning.
When it was daybreak, Su Qiao patted his head and said, "Wake up, it's daybreak, I have to go."
Jiang Yihan opened his eyes dazedly and was frightened by the face approaching him. The back of his head almost hit the wall.
Fortunately, Su Qiao protected his head in time and saved him from danger.
"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you."
Su Qiao pointed to her shoulder and said, "Look, my clothes are all covered with your saliva, and I don't even feel disgusted."
Jiang Yihan's face suddenly turned red.
She stood up awkwardly, lowered her head, and said in a small voice: "I'm sorry."
"I was just kidding you, how could you take it seriously?"
Su Qiao folded the quilt deftly and put it back into the Jiang family's storage room.
He swept all the garbage into a large black plastic bag, put the bag on his back, and picked up the small folding table.
"I'm leaving now. See you at school."
Jiang Yihan sent her to the door with a red face and nodded slightly: "See you at school."
Seeing this young wife's look, Su Qiao couldn't help but put down the things in her hands and reached out to touch his soft head: "Be good, I'll bring you breakfast later."
Jiang Yihan's enthusiasm, which had just subsided, suddenly rose again. He held a royal blue phone in his hand: "Your phone..."
"I bought this phone especially for you. Put it on silent mode and hide it so that your old witch won't find it."
How do they communicate without mobile phones
When Su Qiao bought the product, he had already saved both of their phone numbers and WeChat accounts.
So that I can be there at any time when he needs help.
"Old... witch...?"
Jiang Yihan was stunned for a moment before he realized who the old witch she was referring to was.
I don't feel anything.
I think this description is quite appropriate.
"Your mother will be waking up soon, so hurry up and wash up, change your clothes and go to school."
This would prevent the woman from getting displeased with him and beating and scolding him when she saw him.
After giving some instructions, Su Qiao quickly left the Jiang family.
She also had to go back quickly so that her mother wouldn't worry about her at home.
Until her figure disappeared from sight, Jiang Yihan was still staring in the direction she left in a daze.
He still couldn't believe what happened last night.
When he was a child, he was locked up in a small basement for not doing well in school or for drawing.
Facing the darkness and coldness of the room and the boundless fear, he huddled in a corner countless times, praying in his heart, hoping that someone would rescue him, hold him in his arms and comfort him.