"Old lady, Young Master Mo Han's phone number still has not been connected." After putting down the phone, Ju Ma walked over and reported.

It's strange that no one answered the call from yesterday until now.

Mrs. Jiang's eyes moved away from the TV and turned her face to look at her, "So call, there is probably no signal in the place where Ahan and the others are on vacation, so call twice more."

After the words came, a slight sound came from the stairwell.

"Be careful and just put your suitcase at the door."

"Yes, madam."

Mrs. Jiang looked over in the voice. The servants were moving two suitcases. Weiya followed them downstairs.

She stood up, confused, "Via, what is this suitcase?"

"Mom, this suitcase belongs to A Sheng." Weiya walked up to her, reached out to support her, and said in a soft voice.

"A Sheng's?" The doubt on Mrs. Jiang's face became deeper, and she heard it in a fog. "What are you doing to pack up A Sheng's suitcase? He is just awakening now, and his body is full of injuries."

"Mom, don't worry, Ahai said to send Asheng to the island we often go to to rest for a while so that he can recover from his injuries." Weiya explained knowing that the old lady was nervous about Jiang Yisheng's injuries.

"Send A Sheng to the island to rest?" Old Lady Jiang frowned and looked unhappy, "Nothing, that stinky boy in Jianghai is simply making trouble."

"A Sheng was beaten to his body and woke up after finally relieving his fever. He tried to send him away. What exactly did he want to do."

Can't you stay at home if you recover from your injuries?

Now he is still injured but has not healed. What should he do if his injuries are aggravated when he is bumping on the plane?

"Mom, don't be excited." Weiya reached out and stroked her back gently, comforting her softly.

"Can I not be excited? Go and call that brat from Jianghai to me. He doesn't even want to send Asheng away. I want to ask him why he sent Asheng away." Old Mrs. Jiang was unhappy and looked extremely ugly.

Via looked helpless. She knew that the old lady felt sorry for A Sheng, but she could not explain the reason to her now.

At this time.

A weak and powerless voice suddenly rang out, freeing Via.

"grandmother."

Mrs. Jiang looked at the stairwell and saw Jiang Hai helping Jiang Yisheng downstairs. His pale face made Mrs. Jiang feel distressed.

"The injuries on your body have not healed, what are you going downstairs to do?" Mrs. Jiang walked over quickly, her tone becoming gentle.

"Grandma, it has nothing to do with parents, I am going to rest on the island myself." Jiang Yisheng took the hand she handed it and said with a forced smile.

Mrs. Jiang angrily glared at Jiang Hai, "I don't believe it. To tell the truth to grandma, did your father force you?"

When he was pointed at the name, Jiang Hai lowered his head slightly and was speechless.

"It's really not, grandma." The wound on his back ached faintly, and Jiang Yisheng bent his lips, but his smile was not enough to reach his eyes.

"Since he didn't force you, why do you want to leave? Isn't it the same for resting at home?" Mrs. Jiang's face relaxed a little, and she said in disagreement, "I said that your injuries have not healed yet, and running back and forth will only aggravate the injury."

The old lady's eyes were full of concern for him, and what Jiang Hai had just said echoed in his ears again.

Jiang Yisheng pursed his lips and suppressed the bitterness in his heart, "Grandma, I haven't been to the island for a long time. I know you care about me, but I want to relax alone, so let me go."

Seeing that he was determined to leave, Mrs. Jiang stared at him with exploratory eyes. After a moment, she confirmed again, "It's really not your father who forced you to leave?"

Jiang Yisheng nodded, "Grandma, this is really my own decision."

On the side, Via lowered her head, tears blurred her vision.

"You father and son are really..." The anger on Mrs. Jiang's face faded away. She paused, and the words to her lips finally turned into a sigh.

"well……"

"Forget it, just leave if you want, but you have to promise grandma that you must take good care of yourself and call me in two days." She held his hand reluctantly and reminded.

Jiang Yisheng's voice was hoarse, and he reached out and gently hugged Mrs. Jiang, "Grandma, I'm leaving."

"Take good care of yourself." Mrs. Jiang reminded again.

"Let's go." Jiang Hai stretched out his hand to support him and said softly.

Mrs. Jiang sent them to the door, and Jiang Yisheng asked her not to send them, "Grandma, the weather outside is not good, so don't send them to me. I will call you when I arrive."

Mrs. Jiang nodded, "If you lack anything, just tell grandma. If you bully you, tell grandma, grandma vent your anger. Don't keep it alone in your heart if you have something to do."

"Okay." Jiang Yisheng curled his lips and turned around, and the smile on his face faded.

After a closer look, the depths of my eyes were filled with loneliness and sadness.

The sky was gray, thick clouds squeezed the sky, and the cold wind blew, which felt a bit nervous as if the wind and rain were about to come.

The plane stopped on the grass in the courtyard and sent Jiang Yisheng onto the plane. The Jianghai and his wife stopped for a while.

The couple looked at Jiang Yisheng and wanted to speak but stopped several times, not knowing where to start.

Finally, Jiang Yisheng spoke first, and the smile on his face made Weiya feel very distressed, "Dad, mom, you guys go back, I will take good care of myself."

"A Sheng, I'm sorry." Weiya held his hand, caring about the wound on his body, and did not dare to hug him. Her voice had already become crying, "Just treat it as my parents were selfish, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yisheng shook his head lightly, his voice was very soft, "Go back, it might rain later."

Weiya let go of her hand, Jiang Hai held her in her arms, and when she looked at Jiang Yisheng, her eyes were filled with complex emotions, with worries, guilt, and more heartache.

"Let's go."

Via nodded, raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and turned around and left after him.

When they were about to get off the plane, Jiang Yisheng's voice sounded behind him, with a little prayer.

"Dad, if he comes, don't make things difficult for him."

The tears that Viya finally held back fell again, and Jiang Hai's hand holding her shoulders kept tightening.

He didn't say anything, he just nodded his head.

After receiving the reply, Jiang Yisheng breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the corners of his lips. The cold tears slid across his cheeks like a broken pearl.

Jiang Hai and his wife got off the plane and the cabin door slowly closed.

Jiang Yisheng gathered his coat, and the larger-sized clothes made him look thinner and thinner.

It seemed as if the person was next to him as soon as he closed his eyes.

Jiang Yisheng opened his eyes, and his side was empty, and endless loneliness was overwhelming at him, almost submerging him.

If he promised, he would finally let it go.

...

After seeing Jiang Yisheng off and returning to the bedroom, the tense string in Weiya's heart finally broke.
Chapter completed!