"You are my daughter too." Jiang's father said urgently.
"No." Jiang Jiang corrected seriously, "I'm not your daughter. We are just strangers who are related by blood."
The people present were shocked.
Strangers who are related by blood, this sentence really hurts my heart.
"What are you talking about, Jiang Jiang, please don't make such a joke? Such a joke is really not funny at all."
An Mingzhu was a little reluctant to admit that she stretched out her hand again and leaned towards Jiang Jiang.
"I'm not kidding you, I have eyes and I can see clearly."
Jiang Jiang avoided An Mingzhu's hand.
Everyone is covering up, and everyone is even telling themselves that the Jiang family is taking good care of themselves.
But in fact, Jiang Jiang quickly understood whether others were taking care of him or not.
So from the beginning, she didn't put her hope here.
If it wasn't for the plot, she didn't think she would live in this home.
In fact, Jiang Jiang has another reason. She no longer puts her hope in anyone.
The more you hope, the greater your disappointment. When the time comes, you will be like a clown, abandoned by everyone.
"Jiang Jiang, this time, let's pretend that all of us have done something wrong, and that you have never trusted us. Let's start over again. You believe in Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad will definitely take good care of you. You also trust us.
OK."
Father Jiang softened his tone, and even his tone of voice became much better.
Jiang Jiang shook his head without any hesitation.
"don't want."
"Believe us, we will be very good to you and take good care of you in the future."
Jiang Yunan also joined the camp of persuasion.
"Yes, can you give your mother a chance to take good care of you? In the future, you can tell your mother what you want, and she will buy it for you."
An Mingzhu habitually coaxes people by buying things.
Several people joined in the camp of persuasion by talking to each other.
Jiang Jiang was really irritated by what these people said, so she simply ignored what he said: "What about Jiang Yunshu? Will Jiang Yunshu continue to live in this home?"
After saying that, he clenched his fist again.
As expected, there was hesitation, disbelief, and even disbelief on the faces of these people.
"Jiang Jiang, how could you..."
An Mingzhu shook her head and kept pushing back, as if she didn't believe that these words came from Jiang Jiang's mouth.
It shouldn't be, her ginger is not like this.
She would never speak to them in such an aggressive tone and manner, and would even force them to make a choice.
"Don't you two get along very well? Besides, Yun Shu... Yun Shu doesn't have anywhere to go. Besides, she doesn't know how to take care of herself."
An Mingzhu couldn't bear it.
Jiang Jiang moved the corners of his lips, and the arc at the corners of his lips became wider.
This question seems self-evident.
"It doesn't matter. I have a place to go and I can take good care of myself."
Her tone was light and airy. Although there was a smile on her face and she could raise her head, there was a bit of helplessness in her tone.