Jiang Nanxi looked at Jiang Xiaolang, and a mature and domineering face appeared in her mind, which made her heart churn. For a moment, she found it difficult to speak.

How should she describe her father to her son? How should she tell him that even if they knew that person existed, they might not recognize each other?

Even if it was possible for them to recognize each other, she couldn't give him a complete family!

She knows that Jiang Xiaolang has always been beyond ordinary maturity, and sometimes even more stable than an adult like her, but after all, he is still a child, a child who longs for his father's love!

Jiang Xiaolang looked at his mother's solemn face, and his heart sank.

He stretched out his little hand, held his mother's hand tightly, and asked softly: "What's wrong with mother? Is he a bad person?"

Jiang Nanxi came back to her senses, smiled, and said with some guilt: "He is not a bad person, he is..."

Jiang Nanxi paused again. She wanted to say that he was not a good person. But this would mislead the child, so she stopped in time.

She put it another way and said: "He should be considered a very good person, very powerful, and he looks very similar to you. If one day you see him, you may be able to recognize him easily."

Jiang Xiaolang's heart sank. Listening to his mother's tone, it seemed that she didn't want to take the initiative to let him and his father recognize each other.

This is good, his plan can still go ahead.

He leaned into his mother's arms and said, "Well, Mom, I understand."

Jiang Nanxi looked down at him: "Why, don't you want to meet your father?"

Jiang Xiaolang suddenly grinned, with a bit of innocence that a child should have, "Let it go! I don't have to have a father, and besides, someone really wants to be my stepdad!"

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Jiang Nanxi.

Jiang Nanxi smiled and pinched his cheek: "How dare you tease my mother? It's enough for him to be your godfather!"

Jiang Xiaolang chuckled: "Understood, I also told him not to let him have his wishful thinking!"

"You brat, how can you talk to your elders like this?"

"He's happy with it!"

"You, I really hope you can be as simple as Qiao Qiao."

Jiang Xiaolang rolled his eyes, "I don't want to degenerate!"

Jiang Nanxi smiled and touched Jiang Xiaolang's head, "Okay, let's go take a shower."

Jiang Xiaolang kissed his mother on the face and ran to take a bath.

Jiang Nanxi poured a cup of tea, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, leaned on the railing and looked out at the lights of the city. Her heart was also like the lights in the night, a little confused.

Too many disturbances made her feel a little tired, but she could only grit her teeth and move on.

Under the same night sky, in Jinyuan, all the lights in the living room were turned on, making them look so bright and dazzling in the night.

The woman curled up on the sofa was enveloped in boundless loneliness.

The man's words echoed over and over in her mind: "Lanshu, I'm going to my mother's house tonight and I won't be back. Let's all calm down!"

For the first time in six years, he abandoned her and left her alone in that empty room. She was so angry that she exploded, but she felt so cold that her heart felt as if it was frozen.

She didn't dare to stay any longer, so she ran to her brother to seek warmth. But her brother's place was even more deserted, and he didn't even have any popularity.

She feels abandoned by the whole world!

It was obviously July, but she felt like it was the twelfth lunar month of winter. She curled up on the sofa, shivering.

Just then, the door rang.

Ye Lanshu jumped up from the sofa and stared at the door.

When she saw Ye Beixiao's tall figure, she almost jumped up and immediately rushed over and hugged him, "Brother!"


Chapter completed!