There was a crisp sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks on the dining table, which was even more prominent in the atmosphere where no one was talking.

Shen Maoli frowned slightly as if thinking. After hesitating for a long time, he still said to Jiang Cong in the tone of an elder's admonishment: "Xiao Cong, Uncle Shen sees that you have been living in that club outside. It's not a solution..."

"After all, you are the only child of the Jiang family. Your father is too busy at work to take care of the family, but he still misses you in his heart. We are still a family after all. The family ties are thicker than water, so it is better to move back home as soon as possible."

After he said this, he looked at Aunt Rong who was standing aside. Aunt Rong also hurriedly advised: "Yes, what is it like to have a family and not go back? If you obey and go back with Aunt Rong, this family will not be ruined." We haven’t seen each other for half a year.”

Jiang Cong ate his meal quickly without responding or reacting at all.

The air was silent.

Not long after, Jiang Cong put down his bowl and chopsticks, even though he didn't eat much.

He took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth. His tone was very calm, without any ups and downs, "There is still something going on at the club. It's too busy for one person, so I won't stay any longer. Uncle Shen takes care of himself, and so does Aunt Rong."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

"Xiaocong!" Shen Maoli shouted to him sternly.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Jiang Cong closed his eyes, took a breath, suppressed his emotions, and then turned back to look at the two elders whom he respected from the bottom of his heart, "They are the ones who eradicated this family from my heart."

The result of always having expectations is that the last remaining thought was completely wiped out.

Losing all hope does not happen overnight.

Jiang Cong pulled his lower lip, "Uncle Shen has been taking care of the company. Is he busy with work or with those other people outside? You know better than me."

Shen Maoli looked at him with mixed emotions, unable to speak.

When the person walked out of the door, Shen Miaoen stood up anxiously. She glared at Shen Maoli dissatisfiedly, as if complaining about why he mentioned this, and then chased out.

A few mouthfuls of food were left on the table. Aunt Rong's eyes got wet again when she thought of what had happened to young Jiang Cong.

Jiang Cong's childhood was chaotic.

It is the remnant of a failed marriage. The love that should have been given has disappeared. From the moment he was born, he has been full of quarrels, resentment, beatings and scoldings. These dark sides.

Jiang Anchuan started from scratch and became famous at a young age. Gao Shulan was able to bear with him through the wind and rain all the way, so much so that when she found out that Jiang Anchuan was cheating on her during her pregnancy, she suffered a psychological breakdown.

Gao Shulan has lived in a patriarchal environment since she was a child. She was beaten, scolded, and treated differently. She escaped from the abyss and met Jiang Anchuan. She thought it was salvation, but she didn't expect it to be another dark bottomless pit.

And when she filed for divorce, the first people to jump in were her parents who had never regarded her as a human being. Because Jiang Anchuan was prosperous, their good-for-nothing son could eat and drink in the Tengfeng Group and marry Bai Fumei. , she gets divorced, and all these benefits will cease to exist.

As a result, Jiang Anchuan was unscrupulous, and women outside were different, and she did not shy away from the outside world, making Gao Shulan the subject of conversation and the laughing stock of everyone in the celebrity circle.

The failure of her marriage and the toleration of life caused the crazy and depressed Gao Shulan to vent all her grievances on the young and innocent Jiang Cong, replicating the pain she had experienced on Jiang Cong.

New wounds pile up old wounds, and they never stop.

At that time, Shen Maoli would often take the young Jiang Cong back to his home to protect him and comfort him.

Auntie Rong, the nanny at home, also provided him with warmth. Jiang Cong still remembered that when Gao Shulan scalded him unconscious with a hot water bottle, it was Auntie Rong who cried so hard that she carried him to the hospital.

Later, Gao Shulan was transferred to Shanghai University when he was eight years old and almost never came back. Jiang Anchuan didn't come home often and never asked about his son.

So asking Jiang Cong to go home sounds like a joke. What kind of home would he go to?

Scarlet burned upwards, and smoke swirled in front of his eyes. Jiang Cong suddenly laughed mockingly, feeling that it was a fucking miracle that he could survive until now.

Shen Miaoen chased him all the way out and saw Jiang Cong leaning on a corner of the street, smoking to himself.

She walked over, stood on tiptoes, and reached out to pick up the cigarette in his mouth.

Jiang Cong came back to his senses, frowned and turned away, stood up straight and stared at her from above, took off the cigarette and held it between his fingers, and said in a cold voice: "What on earth do you want to do?"

The strong smell of cigarette smoke made Shen Miaoen feel a little uncomfortable. She looked at him stubbornly, "Can you really not see it?"

Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows, looking careless and saying nothing.

"I want you to like me."

Jiang Cong narrowed his narrow black eyes and stared at her compellingly.

After a while, he raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette, his cheeks sunken slightly, and a thick white mist separated the two of them. Shen Miaoen couldn't help but cough twice.

A soft gasp.

As the smoke dissipated, his deep brows became clear.

Jiang Cong raised an eyebrow and said in a lazy tone: "I'm sorry, I have someone I like."

Shen Miaoen's back stiffened, as if cold water had been poured on her from head to toe.

She thought he would refuse, but she didn't expect him to directly admit that he had someone he liked.

"Is Li Xingchen?" Her voice trembled a little.

It is impossible to say that Jiang Cong was unaware of Shen Miaoen's thoughts since childhood.

She didn't say anything openly, but secretly would make things difficult for girls who were close to her, playing tricks she thought were smart. Jiang Cong knew it, but was too lazy to take care of it.

And now, she can say Li Xingchen's name, and what it means is naturally self-evident.

Jiang Cong lowered his head and crushed the cigarette on the ground with his toes. When he raised his head again, there was a coldness in his eyes, with a naked warning, "Don't be a monster."

Shen Miaoen took a deep breath, moved her mouth and was about to speak. Suddenly, her eyes passed by and she unexpectedly met Jiang Cong's gaze from behind.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, stepped forward and took Jiang Cong's arm.

Jiang Cong is really speechless and inexplicable.

He was about to pull out his arm, but Shen Miaoen grabbed him tightly and kept smiling at him. It was so fucking weird. Jiang Cong cursed and started to pull with her on the street for no reason.

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"Hey little girl, are you okay?!"

"sorry Sorry!"

Jiang glanced sideways subconsciously, and was about to look away within a second, only to find that across the street, the man squatting on the ground as if he had been knocked down was... Li Xingchen.

He raised his eyebrows, said "tsk", no longer restrained his strength, and shook off the plaster stuck to his arm.

Shen Miaoen could not withstand the strength and took a few steps back and hit the wall.

Jiang never gave her another look, crossed the street, and ran towards the other side with long strides.

The person who knocked down Li Xingchen was a skateboarding girl dressed in a dashing manner. She helped Li Xingchen up and kept apologizing.

Before Li Xingchen could say anything, his arm was suddenly held by a broad and strong hand.

"What's wrong?" said the deep voice.

When the skateboarding girl saw Jiang Cong, the first thing she felt was that he was so handsome and stylish, and the second thing was that she looked like Barbie Q.

This girl's boyfriend looks like he's not easy to mess with...

Li Xingchen knew that it was not entirely the other party's fault, because she was indeed distracted while standing in the middle of the road, and there were a lot of people around. She explained in a few words that she was fine.

The skateboard girl helped her pick up the scattered vegetables, and after confirming that she was really okay, she picked up her skateboard and ran away.

The passers-by also dispersed, and Jiang Cong took her big bag of supermarket shopping.

There was a sudden silence between the two of them.

Jiang glanced at the opposite side from where he was standing. Shen Miaoen had already left. He understood why the woman suddenly went crazy. He rubbed his brow bones and felt a little tired, "Did you just see that?"

Li Xingchen nodded solemnly.

Jiang Cong thought that the little girl might have misunderstood. His lips moved and he was about to explain. The next second, he saw Li Xingchen looking up at him and saying seriously: "Boys should protect themselves."

Jiang Cong: "???"
Chapter completed!