Chapter 1336 Angel Boy, Lovable (49)

When I first saw it, I thought that this child was good-looking and had some extravagance on him. At first glance, I knew that he was not a child of ordinary people.

I thought it would be arrogant and difficult to get along with, but I didn't expect to be so honest and not talk much.

Su Qiao was afraid that they would never finish thanking him, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Mom, it's getting late, let's eat quickly, he has to go back after eating."

After the meal, Su Qiao sent Jiang Yihan out of the community at the advice of Su's mother.

It was already completely dark, and Su Qiao was worried that he would go back alone.

Take the person directly to the new house a few streets away, drive the car out, and send the person directly to the Jiang family villa area.

"Your mother..." Jiang Yihan felt deeply today and wanted to say something.

Su Qiao was lying on the car window and looked at the boy outside with a smile: "My mother is fine, right?"

"Well." Su's mother is really nice.

Jiang Yihan grew up so big, he never knew that other people's mothers looked like this.

Compared with his mother, he even had a ridiculous idea.

He's probably...not his own mother.

"Do you want to make her your mother too?"

Su Qiao was like a wolf grandmother, abducting her with a smile.

Jiang Yihan was stunned: "What... what do you mean?"

How can her mother become her own mother?

Su Qiao laughed: "We got married, wouldn't she also become your mother? Stupid."

"I...I'm going back."

Jiang Yihan's face suddenly flushed to his neck, he turned around and left, walking, but he turned around.

Su Qiao was amused for a while, until she saw him enter the gate of the villa area, and then started the car and went back.

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"You still know how to come back?"

The surging wave in his heart has not stopped yet, as soon as he stepped into the hall door and heard the icy questioning voice, Jiang Yihan's whole body's blood instantly cooled down.

He never thought that she would come back today, at this time.

These days, he really indulged himself so much that he forgot everything and his previous life.

Jiang Meng didn't expect that he just didn't come back for two weeks, and he was so wild that he didn't even go home on time after school.

Thinking of his declining grades, thinking of his yang and yin violations, Jiang Chu, who had been exhausted recently, slapped him fiercely:

"Say, where have you been fooling around? What kind of nonsense are you with?"

Jiang Yihan lowered his head, licked the bloody smell at the corner of his mouth, and raised his head stubbornly: "I don't."

She's not a trivial person.

They are dealing with each other in an open and honest way, not a fool.

"No?"

"Dare you say no?"

Jiang Meng was so angry that his chest kept heaving and he turned around and grabbed a large piece of paper from the coffee table and smashed it on his head: "Then what is this?"

"Ah, what is this? Who is the woman on this?"

Jiang Yihan was shaken, and hurriedly picked up the paper ball from the ground and opened it.

Sure enough, it was the painting he painted in Xiangshan last Sunday.

It's just that the painting at this time is already wrinkled, and the back of the woman in the middle is messed up by the black lacquer pen.

This painting, he had carefully hidden at the bottom of the wardrobe, just for fear of being seen by her, but she didn't expect it to be found by her.

Jiang Yihan's eyes gradually turned red, and the hand holding the painting trembled.

This was the first time he wanted to treasure something, the first time he wanted to get something that was completely his own.

Unexpectedly, it was still destroyed by her.

Why?

Why is she different from other mothers?

Why is she not like a mother at all?

He doesn't have too many ideas, he just... just wants to keep this beautiful memory humbly...