In fact, Ding Rou may not even know what Jiang Pingyang is doing at home and abroad now.
This is also the most puzzling information that Xue Xue got from Xue Mi's memory. People are biased, and it is impossible to have a flat bowl of water. Besides, Jiang Anyang has lived with Ding Rou since he was a child, and Ding Rou will treat him better. Not surprising.
However, if Ding Rou is the most gentle and competent mother in the world to Jiang Anyang, then Ding Rou is probably the most indifferent and derelict mother in the world to Jiang Pingyang.
I have seen differential treatment, but it is rare to see such a level of differential treatment. Besides, according to common sense, a mother may not be close to her child who is not around her all the year round, but she will feel somewhat ashamed. However, Ding Rou But Jiang Pingyang didn't mean it at all.
In Xue Mi's memory, the last time the name Jiang Pingyang appeared was less than two weeks before Ding Rou's birthday, more than half a year ago, when Xue Wangui mentioned it during a meal.
"Fiftyth birthday, won't you get Ping Yang back?"
The originally happy atmosphere was a bit awkward because of Xue Wangui's words.
The smile on Ding Rou's face faded.
"No, I just talked to him on the phone. I'm busy with work recently, so I won't come back."
"Well, that's it, okay."
Ding Rou brought this matter in a few words, Xue Mi at that time didn't think it was anything.
However, at that time, Jiang Pingyang should have returned to China to work in this start-up company long ago. Ding Rou would answer that either on purpose or because he was really indifferent to Jiang Pingyang.
Obviously both children were born from her stomach, but the treatment was very different.
Hearing Xue Xue's answer, the light in the man's eyes dimmed.
His lips moved and his voice was very soft, but Xue Xue still heard it.
What Jiang Pingyang said was "as expected".
It seems that he also knows that he is not welcomed by Ding Rou.
"Actually, Aunt Ding, she..."
"You don't need to explain for her." Jiang Pingyang interrupted Xue Xue. "I know very well what kind of person she is. She has always been like this."
Xue Xue heard a hint of sarcasm in the man's tone, but the parties had said so, so she could only shut up.
There was a moment of silence between the two.
"Can you tell me that you can inject capital?"
"Ah... um."
"Is that money yours?"
"Yes, it's mine." Xue Xue cheered up. "My mother and father set up a trust for me when I was born. Except for part of my daily expenses, which cannot be moved, the rest of the property can be used freely when I am an adult."
"Is that so." Jiang Pingyang rubbed the edge of the cup with his fingers, obviously thinking. "Then does your father know?"
"I don't know right now, but I'll tell him." Xue Xue knew what Jiang Pingyang was worried about. "Don't worry, my father is a good man and he will support my decision."
"Yes?"
"Well." Xue Xue raised three fingers. "If you're worried, I can swear."
"Pfft."
From meeting to talking, this was the first time Xue Xue saw Jiang Pingyang's smile.
Unexpectedly hearty.
In fact, Jiang Pingyang is still a young man in his thirties, but he doesn't know whether it is his personality or his professional relationship. He gives people a more stereotyped impression, like a serious and serious scholar, especially when he is not smiling, his handsome face looks at him. Come extra tough.
like a sculpture.
However, after laughing, Xue Xue found that Jiang Pingyang had two shallow dimples on his cheeks, which softened the expression on his face and made him look much more lovable and cute.
Jiang Pingyang naturally didn't know about Xue Xue's evaluation of his appearance in his heart, but this did not prevent him from feeling good about Xue Xue.
It was a special experience for a man who spent years in a lab with complex formulas and dizzying data.
In particular, the woman in front of him is only the first time he has officially met.
It has always been known that the object of the mother's remarriage has a daughter, but it is limited to that.
Jiang Pingyang knew very well that Ding Rou didn't want her to disturb her new life, so Ding Rou never introduced the members of the new family to Jiang Pingyang, nor did Jiang Pingyang meet them.
However, the attraction between men and women is sometimes so wonderful. The long-term relationship may not cultivate good feelings, but it may spark fire at the moment when they pass each other and meet each other's eyes.
"What should I call you?" After a brief silence, Jiang Pingyang found a new topic. "Xue Mi?"
"Xue Xue."
This question alone is enough for Xue Xue to give Jiang Pingyang a passing score.
This man is more gentleman and caring than she imagined.
"Xue Xue..."
Jiang Pingyang dragged these two words slowly and long, and the ending was slightly raised. He pronounced it with his unique way of biting words, as if he had tasted it on the tip of his tongue, inexplicably made Xue Xue have a bone. Hemp, blood boiling feeling.
"Good to hear."
"Right." Xue Xue blinked. "It's something only the closest person can call."
"Really?" Looking at the cute and playful appearance of the woman in front of him, Jiang Pingyang asked in a strange way. "Did An Yang also call you that?"
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
"No." Xue Xue quickly responded. "He calls me Mi Mi, just like Dad."
Speaking of which, Xue Mi would like Jiang Anyang so much, in fact, it is inseparable from Jiang Anyang's performance.
If there is any ambiguity, the small details are special... Even though Jiang Anyang at that time was still gentle to everyone, Xue Xue could find out many things that Jiang Anyang treated Xue Mi differently from other girls just from his memory. It was also these differences that gradually made Xue Mi dizzy.
This is also what makes Xue Xue very interesting.
Did this man Jiang Anyang have a plan against Xue Mi for a long time? Or even he didn't realize his special attitude towards Xue Mi? The former is hateful, the latter is tragic, but these are no longer important.
Looking at Jiang Pingyang thoughtfully in front of him, Xue Xue smiled slightly.
"Do you have any other questions?"