Wen Sheng saw that Jiang Ruxin was hesitant to speak, so she took the initiative and said, "Uncle Jiang, do you have something to tell me?"
From the first time she saw Jiang Ruxin, she felt familiar. Probably because Jiang Ruxin was approachable and had no airs.
"Actually, it's nothing - I just feel like I'm very close to you." Jiang Ruxin had a lot to ask Wen Sheng, but was worried about scaring her, and couldn't think of how to say it for a while.
After careful consideration, he decided to find someone to investigate the whole matter first before making any plans.
After all, there are many people with similar looks in the world, and we have been disappointed many times, so we dare not place too high hopes.
Before that, Jiang Ruxin planned to get to know Wen Sheng more deeply, so she made up a high-sounding reason for herself, "A Sheng, in order to thank you for taking care of Jiajia, I would like to invite you to my home as a guest."
The words felt abrupt, so he added, "Jiajia is injured, and I want to take her home to stay for a while. You haven't seen Jiajia's mother for a long time, right? She mentions it occasionally.
Why don't you find some time to get together with us all?"
When she first came to Jiangzhou, Zhu's mother took great care of Wen Sheng. In the past few years, she was not in good health and went out less, and Wen Sheng was very busy at work, so the two had not seen each other for a long time.
"No problem, I will go to Jiang's house to visit Jiajia and Auntie another day when I have time." Wen Sheng readily agreed.
Jiang Ruxin nodded thoughtfully, "I'll tell you after I set a time. By the way, Ah Sheng, can you leave me your contact information? I sometimes can't contact Jiajia, can I call you?"
How could Wen Sheng have the nerve to refuse an old father who was worried about his daughter?
"Uncle Jiang, can you use WeChat? We can add a friend!"
"Okay, I'll sweep you." Jiang Ruxin had this intention.
The two chatted for a while, and Wen Sheng thought that Fu Yanlin was waiting at home, so she asked to leave again.
"Uncle Jiang, I'm going home first." Wen Sheng waved his hand, with a bright smile in his deer eyes.
For a moment, the smiling face in front of me coincided with the one in my memory.
Jiang Ruxin froze on the spot and did not recover for a long time. Until Wen Sheng entered the elevator, he remained standing at the door, unable to look away for a long time.
"Dad, Ah Sheng is gone, what do you think? I'll say the ugly things first. He already has a boyfriend. I don't like your son to take advantage of others." Jiang Shifang stood behind Jiang Ruxin at some point.
Jiang Ruxin turned around and glared at his son, "I suspect that your head was smashed by that boy from the Fu family. When did I say that I wanted to bring you and Asheng together? Stop putting money on your face."
"I am a golden bachelor who is loved by everyone. The eldest young master of the Jiang family, how can I not be worthy of her?" Jiang Shifang was hit by his father and daughter one after another, and he felt very aggrieved.
Jiang Ruxin pursed her lips. Her mind was filled with the way Wen Sheng smiled at her just now, and she felt excited but uneasy.
"By the way, Dad, what did you just say to Asheng?" Jiang Shifang asked again.
"If you have time to gossip here, why not seize the opportunity to find me a daughter-in-law." Jiang Ruxin was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and walked back into the house.
Looking back and seeing Zhu Qingjia's right leg wrapped into a pig's trotter, Jiang Ruxin frowned and said, "Jiajia, pack your things and go back with me now. It will be more convenient for you to have a servant at home to take care of you."
Zhu Qingjia's first reaction was to refuse, "If I don't go back, my mother will nag her again if she sees it."
"There is no need to discuss this matter. At least you must stay at home until your injury recovers." Jiang Ruxin's temper was strong when it was time to be tough. She ordered her son, "Shifang, carry your sister downstairs."
Jiang Shifang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, wish Xiaozhu——"
Zhu Qingjia glared at him, "No need to carry it, I can walk by myself!"
The Jiang family had everything, but actually there was nothing to deal with. Zhu Qingjia picked up the phone and left.
Before going out, she did not forget to send a text message to Xu Rangchu: "You will not leave in fifteen minutes. Remember to lock the door."
A few seconds later she received a reply, "Are you going on a blind date???"
"None of your business." Zhu Qingjia sent several roaring emoticons in succession. He put his cell phone back in his pocket in an irritated mood, and followed Jiang Shifang away with a cane.
Jiang family.
The door to the study room was closed tightly. Chen Lanjuan reached out and knocked on the door, "Brother Xin——"
"Come in." Jiang Ruxin was rummaging through the cabinets to find something.
Chen Lanjuan put down the tray and asked doubtfully, "What are you looking for? Do you need my help?"
After thinking about it, Jiang Ruxin looked back at Chen Lanjuan, "I remember when you helped Jiajia clean up her room, you put her photo album from when she was studying in my study. Why didn't I find it?"
"Yes, I put all the photo albums at home in the study room." Chen Lanjuan stepped forward and opened the cabinet in the corner, which was neatly filled with sealed boxes.
Each box is labeled with the date and name written on it, which is a storage habit she developed when she was a nanny.
"I just looked through this cabinet, but why didn't I find it?" Jiang Ruxin patted the back of his head and walked to the cabinet to check the labels one by one.
Soon, he found the photo album of Zhu Qingjia when she was studying. The first page was a photo of her and Wen Sheng.
When she was in junior high school, Wen Sheng had not yet opened her eyes and had a little baby fat, but it was obvious that she was a beautiful woman. She smiled sweetly, but her eyes had a maturity and determination that belied her age.
"Isn't this Ah Sheng?" Chen Lanjuan caressed the photo and couldn't help but smile, "Jiajia and she have been close since childhood, but this girl's life is quite hard. Her parents divorced early, and her father behaved like that again.
It’s an accident, there shouldn’t be anyone at home now.”
Jiang Ruxin was slightly stunned, "You also know about Asheng?"
"Of course, we lived in the same place before." Seeing that it was rare for her husband to care so much about other people's affairs, Chen Lanjuan said a few more words casually, telling the story of Wenting Shu's divorce, remarriage, and the car accident.
After listening carefully, Jiang Ruxin felt melancholy. After a while, she got up and walked to the safe and took out a cowhide envelope.
After Mrs. Jiang left, Jiang Ruxin cleared away almost everything except for a family photo.
Every year on the anniversary of Mrs. Jiang's death and his little daughter's birthday, he would take it out and read it over and over again, staying in the study all day long.
"When I first saw Asheng, I felt like I had seen her before."
Jiang Ruxin's right hand trembled slightly as she placed the family photo next to Wen Sheng's photo, and her eyes instantly turned red.
"Brother Xin, this-" Chen Lanjuan was shocked by the two similar faces.
"Her name is also A Sheng - Lan Juan, do you think my A Sheng is back?" Jiang Ruxin has not forgotten that Mrs. Jiang held his hand before she died, crying and begging him to find her daughter back.
Over the years, he has been living with guilt because of the disappearance of his youngest daughter. Every night he has nightmares, where he sees the young child being tortured by human traffickers, but there is nothing he can do.