When I saw him for the first time, I thought he was good-looking and had a noble air. I could tell at first glance that he was not from an ordinary family.
I thought he would be very arrogant and difficult to get along with, but I didn't expect him to be so honest and doesn't talk much.
Su Qiao was afraid that they would keep thanking him, so he interrupted and said, "Mom, it's getting late. Let's eat quickly. He has to go back after we finish eating."
After finishing her meal, Su Qiao, under the instruction of her mother Su, sent Jiang Yihan out of the community.
It was already completely dark, and Su Qiao was worried about him going back alone.
He took the person directly to the new house a few streets away, drove the car out, and sent the person directly to the vicinity of the Jiang family's villa area.
"Your mother..." Jiang Yihan was deeply touched today and wanted to say something.
Su Qiao leaned against the car window and looked at the boy outside with a smile: "My mother is very good, right?"
"Yeah." Mother Su is really nice.
Jiang Yihan had grown up and never knew that other people's mothers were like this.
Comparing himself to his mother, he even had an absurd idea.
He might not be his mother's biological son.
"Do you want to make her your mother too?"
Su Qiao was like the wolf grandmother, smiling and seducing.
Jiang Yihan was stunned: "What...what do you mean?"
How could her mother become her own mother
Su Qiao laughed: "We are married, so she will become your mother, right? Idiot."
"I... I'm going back."
Jiang Yihan's face suddenly turned red all the way to his neck. He turned around and walked away. As he walked, he actually turned the wrong way.
Su Qiao laughed again, until he saw him enter the gate of the villa area with his own eyes, then he started the car and drove back.
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"You still remember to come back?"
The surging waves in his heart had not yet subsided. As soon as he stepped into the hall and heard the cold questioning voice, the blood in Jiang Yihan's body instantly cooled.
He never expected that she would come back today, at this time.
These days, he was really indulging himself too much, so much so that he forgot everything, including his previous life.
Jiang Meng didn't expect that after she had been away for only two weeks, he would become so wild that he didn't even go home on time after school.
Thinking of his declining grades and his hypocrisy, Jiang Chu, who had been exhausted recently, slapped him hard:
"Tell me, where did you go to fool around? Who were those shady people with?"
Jiang Yihan lowered his head, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised his head stubbornly: "I didn't."
She is not a bad person.
They are dating openly and not fooling around.
"No?"
"You still dare to say no?"
Jiang Meng was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling. He turned around, grabbed a large ball of paper from the coffee table and smashed it on his head: "What is this?"
"Ah, what is this? Who is the woman on it?"
Jiang Yihan was startled and quickly picked up the paper ball from the ground and opened it.
It was indeed the painting he painted in Xiangshan last Sunday.
However, the painting was now wrinkled beyond recognition, and the back of the woman in the middle was scribbled all over with black paint.
He had carefully hidden this painting at the bottom of the closet for fear that she would see it, but he didn't expect that she would still find it.
Jiang Yihan's eyes gradually turned red, and his hands holding the painting were shaking a little.
This was the first time since he was a child that he wanted to treasure something, the first time that he wanted to have something that belonged completely to him.
But unexpectedly, it was still ruined by her.
Why
Why is she different from other mothers
Why doesn't she act like a mother at all
He didn't have too many thoughts, he just... just humbly wanted to keep this beautiful memory...