The information she found about Gu Yanchen was very superficial. It seemed that she would have to ask Chu Mingjue for help.
but……
Thinking of Chu Mingjue, Jiang Song couldn't help but think of what happened that night.
She wanted to refuse but was interrupted by him before she could say anything.
I have to find a chance to make it clear to him next time.
Thinking of this, Jiang Song did what he said.
I called Chu Mingjue directly.
However, the call was quickly hung up.
Jiang Song looked at the interface where he was hung up, thinking that he might be in a meeting and would not be able to answer the phone.
He didn't think too much and looked at the time. It was almost time for Wanwan to go to bed.
She hurried downstairs, not letting this girl have too much fun, otherwise she would stay up all night and just make trouble to her.
Wanwan and Ah Jiu are sitting in the living room playing Lego.
Wanwan likes building blocks and Lego very much, but Jiang Song is usually busy with work and cannot stay with her for a long time.
There are many models that I want to build but I haven’t finished building them because building with Lego is very challenging.
As long as her mother is with her, she can build her favorite model. If it were another aunt, or Chu Mingjue, she would just let them build the blocks together.
Now she was actually building blocks with Ah Jiu, which surprised Jiang Song again.
I'm also a little disappointed.
I have a sour feeling that my precious daughter was kidnapped today.
Jiang Song walked forward, put down his cell phone and walked with Wan Wan.
"Mommy, you are finally here. Uncle Ajiu has been riding with me for a long time just now. We took this ride together!"
With that said, he showed Jiang Song what he had just built.
His little face is full of show off.
Jiang Song smiled, glanced at her, and praised her.
Jiang Song hugged Huanwan, which was really rare, and kissed her one after another.
"Do you like Uncle Ah Jiu?" Ah Jiu suddenly said with a smile.
Huanwan shouted happily, "Of course I do, my favorite is Uncle Ah Jiu."
Jiang Song pretended to be jealous and turned his head away on purpose, "Oh? Isn't Mommy your favorite?"
Only then did Juanwan realize that she had said the wrong thing, and quickly coaxed Mommy, "My first favorite is Mommy, my second favorite is Uncle Ajiu, and my third favorite is..."
Jiang Song raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Who is it?"
Jiang Song didn't expect that this little guy was still arranging numbers in his mind.
"It's Uncle Mingjue!"
Jiang Song smiled, pinched her little nose and said nothing. Chu Mingjue was submissive to her, of course she liked it.
However, she didn't notice when Huanwan said Chu Mingjue's name.
Ah Jiu's face instantly turned cold.
Jiang Song coaxed and played with Wanwan for a while. The three of them sat together, and the atmosphere was so warm.
It was getting late, so Jiang Song took Wanwan to his room to rest.
In the second half of the journey, she also saw that Ah Jiu's face was not very good. She thought it was too late and the wound started to hurt, so she asked Ah Jiu to rest early.
But she didn't know that Ah Jiu's bad complexion was not because of the wound, but something else.
…
Jiang Song finished bathing Wan Wan.
Wrap the person in a small white and black cow towel and put him on the bed.
The little guy wrapped in a bath towel poked his head out, shook his head and asked Jiang Song a question.
"Mommy, my classmates said that they also play with toys with their parents. Today I played with you and Uncle Ajiu. Is Uncle Ajiu my father?"
Jiang Song was momentarily confused by his daughter's magical brain circuitry.
This was one of the few times when Banwan mentioned the word ‘dad’.
Jiang Song pursed his lips, sat on the bed and hugged his daughter, "No, my dear baby, Uncle Ajiu is Uncle Ajiu, he is not the father."
Jiang Wanbie started and looked at him seriously, "Why?"
"Because..." Jiang Song was stuck for a moment, how should he explain it to his daughter.
"Then Uncle Mingjue is my father?"
"No."
She shrugged her shoulders, looking a little unhappy, and fell down directly, burying herself in the quilt.
Jiang Song was a little confused for a while, how to explain to his daughter...
What about a man she doesn't even know?
In the past three years, she has been busy with the Ba Tiao Club, and she thought she had taken good care of her daughter.
But now it seems that it is not.
Yes, she has lost her memory.
But my daughter didn’t.
In saving a life, a father's role is indeed needed.
No matter how kind Chu Mingjue was to Wan Wan and how doting he was, he never really touched the child's heart.
And Ah Jiu, just by spending so little time together, Jiang Wan made many exceptions for him.
If Ajiu can make up for the father's love missing in Juanwan's heart, or the warm atmosphere tonight can help Juanwan grow up and make her feel more secure.
So should she try her best to promote it?
Jiang Song fell down and hugged Wanwan.
"Baby, do you like Uncle Ajiu very much?"
Huanwan nodded, pouting a little disappointed, "Mommy, Uncle Ah Jiu is not my father, then will he become someone else's father?"
Jiang Song's heart trembled, and then there was a dull pain.
This incident indeed had an impact on her.
"No, Uncle Ajiu will always like Wanwan. Since Wanwan likes Uncle Ajiu very much, shall we let Uncle Ajiu stay with Wanwan?"
This time, for her daughter, she has goals different from money and status.
Hearing what she said, Wanwan looked very excited and immediately sat up, staring at the boss with her beautiful eyes, and the bathrobe on her body slipped off her body.
"Really? Mommy, can Uncle Ajiu really stay at our house forever?"
Jiang Song narrowed his eyes, huh? Is it so obvious what she said?
How did this girl become so smart?
Jiang Song simply nodded, "Yes, as long as Juanwan likes it, mommy will give it to you no matter what."
She wrapped the towel around Wanwan again, put it in her arms and kissed it.
"Okay, honey, go in and get some sleep. Mommy is going to take a bath." Jiang Song put her pajamas on, put her into the bed, and tucked her in.
Her smile is sweet and her eyes are crescent.
"Okay, mommy, go quickly, I will fall asleep in a while."
"Yeah." Another good night kiss.
Then entered the bathroom.
When Jiang Song entered the bathroom, the little guy on the bed quietly climbed out of the bed and walked to the door wearing his own fluffy slippers.
When I opened the door, I saw a tall figure around the corner, and then the little guy laughed happily and made a "yeah" gesture.
"Uncle Ajiu, don't worry, you can stay at our house!"
Xing Sijue knelt down and rubbed the little guy's soft hair lovingly, "Okay, thank you Wan Wan, Wan Wan did a great job."
…
Jiang Song might not have imagined that his daughter would form a united front with an 'outsider'.