Jiang Yunzhou raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it true? You are such a picky eater."
"If she's such a picky eater, are you sure she's not malnourished?"
Jiang Yunshu was a little worried.
Jiang Jiang was already very thin, and she ate less and less when eating.
This...this feels abnormal no matter how you look at it.
Jiang Yunhai and An Mingzhu were also worried.
After much hindsight, I finally realized something.
They are really a little too selfish as parents.
I didn't get to know this child seriously.
"This child must have something going on in his heart. He is unwilling to tell us anything. How can this be possible?"
An Mingzhu was really worried, "Didn't you send someone to investigate? Why is there no news yet?"
In order to know more about this child, Jiang Yunhai decided to send someone to investigate what Jiang Jiang had experienced in the past ten years.
how come……
How could he be so resistant to everyone's approach?
It's just a pity.
Everything in Jiang Jiang's past was maliciously erased.
I sent people to investigate, but found almost no news.
"Just wait, I believe there will be results soon."
Jiang Yunhai naturally couldn't talk about this matter and comforted his wife.
"That's good. After the investigation is clear, we will know what exactly happened to this child."
They want to make up for this child, even if it is just a little bit, it will be enough.
…
Jiang Jiang opened the stool and turned on the lamp.
The desk lamp emitted a bright light, which instantly dispelled a lot of the chill.
The Jiang family provided Jiang Jiang with a good learning environment.
A room with a constant temperature makes it less difficult even in winter.
The desk also heats up automatically.
Regarding this, she was grateful to the Jiang family.
In the past, Jiang Jiang really hated winter.
When winter comes, people's hands will suffer from frostbite, so they have no choice but to put on heavy cotton clothes and huddle in a corner, hoping to have a little bit of warmth.
The phone in the drawer has been vibrating.
"Buzz...buzz..."
One after another, endlessly.
Putting down the pen in his hand, he opened the drawer and saw that the caller ID read: Liang Yancheng.
I was so careless that I forgot to hang up the phone.
After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the phone.
"Ginger ginger."
There was a sound of gnashing teeth on the other end of the phone.
Jiang Jiang was a little dazed, but she could hear the anger in his voice.
I don’t know what the young master is fussing about or what he is dissatisfied with.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Jiang's voice was a little weak.
The wound that had just stopped hurting seemed to be painful again.
He quickly took out the painkillers from his pocket and took one.
Liang Yancheng asked: "Why didn't you call me when you were injured?"
"Because I don't want to call you, I won't call you."
Liang Yancheng: "..."
He laughed in anger.
"If you continue to talk nonsense to me, believe it or not, I will go to the Jiang family to find you right now."
This young master is used to being self-centered and does what he says.
He will definitely come if he says he will come.
"Liang Yancheng, are you a three-year-old kid? Don't you use your brain to think when you speak or do things?"
The painkillers didn't take effect that quickly, and Jiang Jiang only felt that her body was in terrible pain.
A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
She felt really annoyed.
Everyone in this world makes her feel tired and irritated.