Jiang Shu left the studio and went back to Qingying before leaving, "I care about him? I care about when he dies!"
I get angry when I think of when Zhou Liangqi played with her a while ago.
Back in Ming Yuan, Jiang's father was having a meal. Ju's mother saw her and quickly stepped forward to take the coat she had taken off, "My wife will be back in two hours."
"Well, we took care of some small things." Jiang Shu approached the dining table and looked at Jiang's father's meal, "What are you eating?"
Turning his eyes again, he saw Father Jiang holding a photo frame and not letting go. He looked out of sorts, "Lao Jiang? What are you holding? Lao Jiang?"
She stretched out her hand and shook it, and Father Jiang came back to his senses, "It's your photo, Xiao Shu."
Jiang Shu was surprised, "Photo? What's my photo?" She didn't remember that she had a photo framed.
Ju's mother hurriedly stepped forward with a look of embarrassment on her face, "...Madam, since you left, he hasn't let go of the photo. He keeps saying it's your photo. I won't listen to any explanation."
Jiang Shu frowned. Ever since Jiang's father woke up, it was common for him to have a bad memory. He would occasionally get confused, but she didn't take it seriously.
"What picture?"
Ju Ma stopped talking for a while, then whispered something into her ear.
After hearing this, Jiang Shu's expression changed drastically, and he immediately stepped forward to take away the photo, "Lao Jiang, give me the photo. This is not me. You admitted it wrong."
However, Father Jiang was unwilling to let go of the photo and was a little angry, "What are you talking about? This is my Xiao Shu, don't move!"
Jiang Shu became even more anxious, "It's not me! Xiao Shu is right in front of you. Look at me and wake up! Dad!"
Jiang's father did not let go, but felt that she was trying to compete with him. His eyes were not focused, and he looked even more confused.
"Dad!" Jiang Shu tried hard, but due to inertia, he fell backwards. The photo also fell to the hand with a snap due to the loss of force.
The photo frame was smashed, revealing the original appearance of the photo.
Jiang Shu's heart trembled. The little girl in the photo was smiling like a flower. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little sad. She stepped forward and tried to pick up the photo, but her hand cut on the glass and blood flowed out.
Ju's mother was shocked, "Madam! Stop it!"
This smear of blood also awakened Jiang's father. He was so excited that he returned to reality. He hurriedly tried to help Jiang Shu up, "Xiao Shu! What are you doing? Get up!"
Jiang Shu didn't move.
At this moment, a man's deep voice came from behind, "What's wrong?"
As soon as Fu Shiyan entered the door, he saw this chaotic scene. Jiang Shu was squatting on the ground. He strode forward and said, "Xiao Shu?"
When he got closer, he saw what she was holding in her hand. The bright red blood stained the photo. Jiang Shu quickly wiped it with his sleeve. When he looked at him, he panicked and said, "Sorry, Fu Shiyan, I didn't mean it."
It was a very flattering and frightening look. Jiang Shu could not show such a look easily, which immediately made Fu Shiyan's heart suffocate. His fingertips trembled and held her down, "Stop wiping."
Jiang Shu was stunned, and then said: "My dad didn't mean it, he was just confused. I, I didn't mean it either, don't get me wrong."
Once just looking at this photo, Fu Shiyan lost his temper and left a shadow on Jiang Shu. She knew the weight of this photo, so she was afraid.
Fu Shiyan's heart was full of mixed emotions, with ups and downs, sweetness, bitterness, and bitterness. He took away the photo and said, "Xiao Shu, this is not important."
"Stand up first and take care of the wound." He coaxed softly.