The cry for help was drowned in the generous palms and the surging crowd. Jiang Yihan, who had no way to seek help, struggled with his hands and feet to no avail, and could only let himself be taken away.
After the group left, Shao Yijin, who was hiding in the corner, slowly stepped out of the darkness, packed up his luggage, and walked towards the exit milk tea shop.
…
milk tea shop
Jiang Yimiao put his hands on his hips and looked at his belated brother, his little face tightened.
"Jiang Erhan, why are you so slow? Do you know that Mommy will be here a little later. If she finds out that you are disobedient and do bad things again, let's see how she will deal with you."
Shao Yijin, who replaced Jiang Yihan, was silent for a long time, touched the bridge of his nose, and explained slightly uncomfortably:
"I was chased in the wrong direction just now. It's a bit far to run back."
Shao Yijin lowered his eyes to hide the guilty conscience in his eyes, but saw that Jiang Yimiao, who had been angry just now, suddenly changed his expression, frowned, and his amber-brown pupils locked onto him for a moment: "You——"
There was undisguised scrutiny and suspicion in his bright brown eyes.
Shao Yijin's breathing suddenly stopped, his nerves were highly tense, and his heart was in his throat. He was afraid that Jiang Yimiao would find something, but he still pretended to be calm and said:
"What's wrong?"
Licking her lips that were dry due to nervousness, Shao Yijin hesitated whether to reveal her identity, then heard Jiang Yimiao continue:
"I call you Jiang Erhan, and you're not even angry?"
The high-hanging heart suddenly fell to the ground again. Shao Yijin breathed a sigh of relief and imitated Jiang Yihan's tone and said:
"Sometimes I am in a good mood."
"Tch..." He was answered by Jiang Yihan with a disdainful sneer: "Obviously, I see that you are avenging mommy and teaching a bad woman a lesson, so I don't care about you."
Princess Jiang Yimiao was so angry that she was so arrogant. When she saw that Shao Yijin didn't answer her, she finally weakened her momentum and came closer to Shao Yijin, lowering her voice and asking.
"How's it going? Isn't that bad woman's reaction wonderful?"
Shao Yijin recalled Qin Yawei's expression at that time and nodded seriously:
"Well, my face turned green with anger."
"You deserve it!" Jiang Yimiao was as proud as a victorious peacock, raising her head with a proud look on her face: "Who made her bully Mommy so miserably in the first place? Now it's time for us to do justice for God."
"Um."
Too many words are wrong. Shao Yijin, who did not know the inside story, did not say much and only responded lightly.
Just out of the corner of my eye, I saw a beautiful figure pushing luggage, and reminded me: "Mommy is here."
Hearing this, Jiang Yimiao, who had looked domineering just now, immediately became obedient, picked up the drink on the table and walked forward quickly: "Mommy, this cup of milk tea is yours, matcha ice cream flavor."
Jiang Yimiao held up the milk tea in his hand to thank Jiang Nuantang.
Shao Yijin followed behind carrying the remaining drinks and also shouted something.
"Mommy."
These two simple words have appeared in dreams countless times, but now they are finally shouted out, but they are stolen.
But even so, looking at the happy mother and daughter in front of her, Shao Yijin could only say sorry to Jiang Yihan in his heart. Even if the means were not bright, he still wanted to immerse himself in the dream for a longer time.
Seeing the brother and sister staying together, Jiang Nuantang didn't notice anything strange. He took the drink from Jiang Yimiao's hand and said softly:
"Thank you Baby."
After speaking, he looked to Shao Yijin aside: "What's wrong? So quiet?"
"I……"
Shao Yijin opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
Seeing how cute his son was, Jiang Nuantang raised the corners of his lips, touched his head and said softly:
"Are you tired of waiting for too long? Mommy will take you home right now."
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The night begins
The speeding car passed through the large carved iron gate and stopped in front of the luxurious Shao Mansion.
The car door was opened, and Jiang Yihan, who was struggling wildly, was picked up and walked inside.
"Let me go. I am not a young master. You have recognized the wrong person. I want to go home!"
At the door, there was already a butler waiting with his bow. Hearing these words, he smiled kindly:
"Young Master, although you are angry with me about what happened during the day, there is no mistake in the fact that you are the young master of the Shao family. If you don't believe me, the living room is full of photos of you!"
The butler said and opened the door.
"No way, you are lying!"
Jiang Yihan denied it without thinking, but paused when he touched the huge photo on the wall. It took him a long time to find his voice: