Jiang Song was stunned for a moment and quickly glanced at the man's face.
She had already seen the man with a good face and handsome appearance, but now, there was a hint of endearment in his brows, and he lowered his head slightly, looking at Jiang Wan with tenderness in his brows.
Jiang Song quickly turned his head and looked forward again.
She was distracted for a moment just now. Why did this man look at Jiang Wan so much like a father looking at his daughter?
Is it her imagination?
But, this man can’t really be Jiang Wan’s biological father, right?
But it's not right, there is no accurate evidence, and today, that guy Gu Yanchen said that he is the father of the couple.
There is still a third of truth to what he said.
Jiang Song didn't think too much, "Well, sir, it turns out that you saved me twice. Thank you very much."
The man smiled lightly, "Duanwan is so cute, if I don't save her, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
In the car, time was urgent and she had to drive back quickly, so she didn't talk much.
Jiang Song just asked the man his name.
He said his name was Ajiu.
It was obviously not his real name, but Jiang Song didn't ask too much. The other party must have had his intention to conceal his real name.
As to whether this intention was good or bad, she had no way of knowing.
She was just a little more wary, but this man had saved her daughter twice, and she couldn't leave him alone just because of this.
Jiang Song took people back to the villa and asked everyone in the villa to go home from get off work an hour early.
There was no one there when they got home.
Jiang Song helped Ah Jiu in. He looked very weak.
His face was pale and he couldn't move his whole body.
"Be careful, don't hit the wound. I'm going to get the first aid kit." Jiang Song helped the person to the sofa.
Wanwan had been used to seeing this kind of scene since she was a child, so she wasn't afraid at all. She even went to the kitchen to pour Ah Jiu a glass of water.
When Jiang Song came back from taking the first aid kit, he saw exactly this scene.
Holding the water, Ah Jiu forced out a pale and weak smile.
The little guy had a distressed look on his face and even rubbed his arm, pretending to help him snore.
Jiang Song was really curious as to why his daughter was so kind to this man.
Very knowledgeable and caring.
Jiang Song put down the first aid kit and alerted Ah Jiu.
Xing Sijue raised his head, his face was haggard but he managed a smile and joked with her, "Wanwan doesn't seem to be afraid of blood?"
Jiang Song nodded, "Well, she was used to it when she was a child. We often came back with injuries. She thought it was normal."
The living environment that Nuanwan grew up in was different from that of others. This was not what Jiang Song wanted, but there was nothing he could do about it, but it seemed to make the little girl stronger and stronger.
It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
Jiang Song looked at the wound on his back and frowned, "You need to take off your shirt, now..."
She looked at the hard and painful look on his face and felt that it might be a bit difficult to let him take off his shirt by himself.
Ah Jiu looked at his injuries and then at hers, "I'm sorry to trouble you, I can do it myself."
As he said that, he started to reach out and tried to take off his clothes, but it was very difficult and there was no way to take them off.
The first time he moved, he gasped in pain.
Jiang Song couldn't bear it and frowned, "Let me help you. It's nothing troublesome."
So I got started and helped Ah Jiu take off her coat.
During the process of taking off her clothes, her cold fingertips touched the man's warm body muscles from time to time.
The woman's fingertips lingered on his body, and Xing Sijue almost couldn't control the heat in his heart.
The fire seemed to be burning, and the moment Jiang Song approached him, he couldn't help it anymore.
For three years, he missed everything about this woman desperately.
However, we can't mess around now.
I can't scare the bunny away anymore.
When I took it off to the shoulders, something went wrong. Although the wound was not deep, the scratches were large. I guess I didn't pay attention in the car just now. Some of the clothes had stuck to the bloody wounds.
Jiang Song must be handled very carefully.
"Hiss...it hurts."
Ah Jiu let out a low cry.
The man's panting sounded in her ears, and Jiang Song, who had been so exposed to the opposite sex, subconsciously made Jiang Song's ears turn red.
The strength on my hands also subconsciously relaxed a little.
While blowing air through his mouth, his tone became softer, "Relax, I have to tear this off, I will do it faster and it won't hurt."
Who would have thought that a man who is 1.88 meters tall, has six-pack abs, and has good skills to speak of, could be so afraid of pain.
Jiang Song helped him apply the medicine and said it hurt. He also said it hurt when he moved his arm.
The contrast is simply not too great.
After applying the medicine and bandaging successfully, Jiang Song went to see Ah Jiu again, with a bit of tenderness and distress in his eyes.
After all, she was so afraid of pain, so she still tried to save her.
So of course Jiang Song felt even more guilty.
However, the origin of the other party was unknown, and she was prepared to compensate.
Jiang Song picked up the old clothes stained with blood on the ground, "You can't wear this clothes anymore. I'll throw it away for you. I'll ask my assistant to send it to you in what size you want it to be."
Xing Sijue glanced at the clothes on the floor and opened his lips, "Would you like to buy new ones? It won't be so troublesome. I can just wear the old clothes that Wanwan's father doesn't want."
Jiang Song paused, glanced up at him, and then said with a smile, "You don't have to feel troublesome. You saved Wanwan and you are my benefactor. Even if you ask me for 100 million at this time, I will give it to you, let alone one hundred million."
Here’s a piece of clothing.”
Ah Jiu made Jiang Song feel very fond of him, not only for saving his life, but also because he seemed to be worried about causing any trouble to her, and she admired his cautious and courageous manner.
Ah Jiu stopped talking. Jiang Song was worried that he would still find it troublesome, so he added, "Besides, Wan Wan doesn't have a father, so I may not have any unwanted old clothes here for you to wear."
Ah Jiu frowned, seemingly a little surprised, and turned to look at Wan Wan for confirmation, her eyes a little distressed.
"Tuanwan..."
Jiang Wan nodded hard, stood next to Ah Jiu, and looked at him seriously, "Yes, Uncle Jiu, I don't have a father, why don't you be my father?"
After saying these words, Jiang Song almost drank a mouthful of blood without mentioning it.
He quickly walked over and covered his daughter's mouth.
"I'm sorry, Ah Jiu, children's words are endless. Children's words are endless."
Xing Sijue scratched his head, with a somewhat successful smile on his lips, but it was hidden well enough that Jiang Song didn't notice it.
Jiang Wan looked at his mother in confusion, and took his mother's hand to cover his mouth, a little innocently.
Xing Sijue didn't talk too much, but reported his size and changed the topic.
Jiang Song nodded, released his hand and sent a message to his assistant.