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Directly north of the room, a white porcelain altar with blue and white branches was placed on the wooden table, and black and white photos were leaned against the wall.
The beautiful woman in the photo looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old. Even though it is an old photo without color, the girl's beautiful face can still be seen.
She and that woman have completely different styles.
When Jiang He saw the photo for the first time, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he walked towards the table with two slender legs.
It was obviously less than ten meters away, but he had the illusion that time was eternity.
The scene of the first meeting still comes to mind. It was a sunny and quiet summer afternoon. As a sponsor of the school, he was invited to give a lecture at the university.
While everyone was listening with interest, she was the only one who leaned on the chair and fell asleep.
The sun just fell on her soft black hair, giving the girl a golden light. He was already married at that time, and his wife gave birth to his eldest son Jiang Shaoyu.
But he knew very well in his heart that he and his wife were just a business marriage between famous families and had nothing to do with love.
Until he met her, Jiang He felt for the first time what it felt like to have a beating heart. That person made him dream.
In this way, he used despicable coercion methods to coerce the eighteen-year-old her into becoming his mistress. He was so proud that she was a beautiful little phoenix. How could she be willing to be the mistress of a man with a family?
She wanted to escape countless times, but Jiang He selfishly tied the person to him. He knew that what he did was wrong, but he couldn't let go.
After Shaoyan was born, his little Phoenix finally became much quieter, and the smiles on his face gradually became more numerous.
He thought that if he just had to wait a moment, he would divorce his wife and marry her without any scruples.
However, things took a turn at this time. Her mother got the news from nowhere and found her.
When Jiang He returned home after socializing, the building was empty.
Her mother told her that Xiaoyu left with two million and that all she loved was the Jiang family's money.
He didn¡¯t believe it at first, but he couldn¡¯t find her or the child after searching for a long time, and gradually he sealed this relationship in the deepest part of his heart.
Until a month ago, he received an anonymous letter without a signature, but he still recognized the familiar font even if it turned into ashes.
It¡¯s Xiaoyu.
By the time he found her, Xiaoyu was already dead. He had not even seen her for the last time, and all that was left of her beloved was the cold ashes.
The man stood still, and two lines of tears slipped uncontrollably from his eyes at this time.
Plop.
With his tall body sinking, the all-powerful head of the Jiang family knelt down to a woman in public. The deep affection and regret in his eyes stung the woman's eyes.
Jianghe, are you worthy of me?
The young man stood behind him. There was no sadness or joy on his handsome face, and no change in expression could be seen. The corners of his lips were raised with a sarcastic smile.
Ten years.
If he really wanted to find him and his mother, why couldn't he? He heard that he had a half-sister who was only two years younger than him!
It¡¯s really ridiculous.
His affection is just words, and he can find another woman to have children as soon as he turns around.
So looking at Jiang He's regretful look at this moment, Jiang Shaoyan only felt ironic.
This man said he would take him away to City A, give him the best resources, and send him to the best school.
Sixteen years old, a freshman in high school.
Jiang Shaoyan¡¯s academic performance is very good. Even in this poor environment, the walls are still covered with certificates.
Because this was his mother¡¯s long-cherished wish, he agreed to leave.
He will go to the best school, get ahead, and be the best son in her mind.
The car started again, he said goodbye to the simple rental house where he had lived for seven or eight years, and left with them with his mother's urn in his arms.
He changed to a big villa and had servants taking care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. He entered the best high school in city A. Because of his good academic performance, he was favored by the teacher.
But Zhang Xuelan, a woman, is not as kind as she appears. Jiang Shaoyan's return poses a threat to her son.
He, an illegitimate son with an unjust reputation, became a joke in the Jiang family. Although Jiang He treated him well, everyone in the Jiang family regarded him as?As a shame.
Once, Jiang Shaoting accidentally broke the photo and pushed it to him. That woman was used to deceiving others with her tears, so he pushed her away in anger.
Zhang Xuelan loved this daughter the most, and immediately asked the servants to throw out his books and clothes and tell him to get out.
At the age of seventeen, when a young man¡¯s self-esteem is strong, he picked up his coat with empty sleeves and ran away from home without taking anything.
That day was the return of the cold wave, the night was extremely cold, and it started to rain lightly.
He subconsciously ran under the bridge to hide, and when he saw it, he saw a petite figure lying curled up on a pair of cardboard.
The little girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old. She was wearing a thin white nightdress, and her long hair covered half of her face. Under the dim light, her face was so white that it glowed.
The thin eyebrows were like crescent moons, the long black eyelashes were pinched, casting a blue-black arc under the eyes, the bright red lips were faintly white, and a thin voice rang in his ears.
"MomMommy, Leng, I miss you so much every night."
"Mommy woo woo"
She seemed to be in a nightmare, murmuring in her mouth, her voice was sweet and soft, as pitiable as a little kitten.
He listened to the little girl yelling "Mommy" in a hissing voice, and the big crystal tears kept falling from her eyes, and he called out his own "Mommy".
When he thought that there was someone as pitiful as himself in the world, the young man seemed to find resonance. He walked over, squatted in front of the girl, and reached out to touch her cheek.
It¡¯s so hot!
She has a fever.
Maybe his fingers were cold, but the girl felt the warmth. Just when he was about to take back his hand, he was grabbed by the soft and boneless hand.
"Mommy"
She shouted unconsciously.
A pair of small hands clutched his sleeves tightly, and his little face, which had become crimson due to fever, was covered with beads of sweat, and the hair on his temples was wet, as if it had been fished out of the water.
"Let go, I'll buy you some medicine."
The little girl mistook him for her "mommy" and hugged his arm tightly, refusing to let go, and kept shrinking into his arms.
Seeking warmth.
Jiang Shaoyan's cold heart gradually melted because of her unconscious approach. He looked at the girl's face quietly, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Can't wait any longer.
The weather is getting colder and colder. If it continues like this, she may die.
Jiang Shaoyan pulled her hand away and stood up to leave.
When he came back from the drugstore, the girl lying on the cardboard was gone.
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