"No. It's been so long, he should be used to it by now," Gu Yanzhu said casually.

He had known Lin Bai for so long that he could tell at a glance whether Lin Bai was truly unhappy or just pretending to be happy.

"Alright!" Jiang Anxia smiled helplessly when she heard Gu Yanzhu say that.

"Xia Bao, running away isn't the best option. You have to see it for yourself," Gu Yanzhu sighed softly.

He recalled the conversation between his Xia Bao and Jiang Nanqiu at the Jiang family's door just now, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for his little girl.

"I know, I just..." Jiang Anxia understood the reasoning, but when the moment actually came, she still hesitated a little.

"Silly girl." Gu Yanzhu felt sorry for this little girl.

"Ayan, I want to drink some water." Jiang Anxia pursed her lips and changed the subject.

"I'll go get some. You sit down and rest for a while, have something to eat." Gu Yanzhu turned around and took a basket of snacks from the cabinet and placed it on the desk.

"Okay." Jiang Anxia nodded obediently.

Seeing that the girl agreed, Gu Yanzhu turned and left.

Seeing Gu Yanzhu enter the kitchen, Jiang Anxia quickly stood up and went out.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she saw Lin Bai staring straight at her.

Jiang Anxia gestured to Lin Bai to be quiet, then quietly left.

When she stood at the gate of the Jiang family again, Jiang Anxia took a deep breath.

It's okay, she's already thought it through anyway.

Jiang Anxia thought to herself silently.

In the courtyard, Jiang's mother held a sickle in her hand, preparing to go out.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Jiang Anxia standing there.

"Xiaxia?" Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Anxia, ​​who had suddenly returned, in shock.

"Mom." Jiang Anxia smiled slightly as she looked at the suddenly opened door.

"Come in quickly. When did you get back? Why didn't you write to tell us?" Jiang's mother greeted her as she pulled Jiang Anxia inside.

“Yesterday. I wrote it.” Hearing a question similar to Jiang Nanqiu’s, Jiang Anxia looked somewhat stunned.

Did Jiang's mother truly not know, or was she pretending not to know?

She didn't want to delve any deeper, because everything had already been resolved.

Jiang Anxia looked at the room that used to belong to her, which now had nothing to do with her.

If you ask Jiang Anxia how she knew,

The reason was that the room window was open, and all her belongings inside had disappeared.

Even the quilts and such looked to be in excellent condition; you could tell at a glance that they were new.

"Oh, right, this is for you. I won't stay any longer, I'll be going now." Jiang Anxia handed the gift she had originally bought for the Jiang family to her mother, a gentle smile on her lips.

She no longer needed to stay, because she already knew her place in the Jiang family.

“Xiaxia…” Jiang’s mother was somewhat stunned.

In the end, she just sighed softly, "Alright! Be careful on your journey, and come back when you have time."

"I understand." Jiang Anxia nodded calmly.

She said she understood, not that she was okay.

Jiang Anxia has decided that she doesn't need to come back unless absolutely necessary.

Because she had a premonition that her connection with the Jiang family was over.

She was grateful for the months of affection the Jiang family had shown her.

But she would never forget how her mother treated her.

They ignored her completely and even kicked her out in the middle of the night.

Just because she doesn't talk about many things doesn't mean she doesn't care.

"I'm leaving now." Leaving behind these words, Jiang Anxia turned and left.

As Jiang's mother watched Jiang Anxia's retreating figure, her eyes suddenly reddened.

She was wrong! She was the one who pushed this child further and further away!

It's all because of her!

"Mom, what are you doing standing at the door?" A girl wearing a blue floral dress and black leather shoes, whose face resembled Jiang's mother, walked gracefully from the other side.

"Yan Yan? Didn't you go to town to play? Why are you back so soon?" Jiang's mother looked at Song Yan, who had suddenly returned, with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Mom, who was that lady just now?" Song Yan didn't answer her mother's question, but instead asked about what she had just seen.

She actually guessed who it was, but she pretended not to know anything.

"It's Xiaxia," Jiang's mother sighed softly.

She didn't want to bring these things up in the open, but since Song Yan asked, she had to tell her.

"Ah! Is that my sister? Why did she leave? Didn't she stay? Mom, why didn't you keep her here?" Song Yan pouted, pretending to look at her mother with a resentful expression.

"She had something to do, so she went back to town." Jiang's mother's eyes flickered; she was suddenly a little afraid to see the way Song Yan looked at her.

She admitted that she was not a good mother.

She was aware of Song Yan's actions, but she said nothing and tacitly approved of them.

It was she herself who pushed Xiaxia further and further away; it was all because of her.

"Mom? Mom?" Song Yan reached out and waved to Jiang's mother. Seeing that she was still deep in thought, she couldn't help but call out.

"Ah! What's wrong?" Jiang's mother, brought back to her senses by Song Yan's call, looked at Song Yan with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing," Song Yan said with a smile, shaking her head.

"Mom, let's go in!" Song Yan knew that she couldn't replace Jiang Anxia's position in the Jiang family for the time being, but as long as Jiang's mother was on her side, it wouldn't be a problem.

"Okay, let's go in." After seeing Tian Sen, Jiang's mother took Song Yan's hand and entered the courtyard.

Seeing Jiang's mother holding her hand, Song Yan was overjoyed.

It seems that she holds a pretty high position in Jiang's mother's heart!

Jiang Anxia occupied her parents' space for more than ten years, but it seems that she is not very important to them!

Inside the room, Jiang Nanqiu was holding a variety of pastries.

"Third son, what are you doing?" Jiang's mother frowned when she saw the plate of various kinds of pastries.

"Where's Xiaxia?" Jiang Nanqiu had been looking for these pastries in the room ever since she came back, just so that Jiang Anxia could eat them.

But now, he didn't see Jiang Anxia.

"I'm leaving." Mother Jiang pursed her lips, her expression somewhat unnatural.

"You left? Did you do something?" Jiang Nanqiu's gaze immediately fell on Song Yan.

Song Yan froze. She didn't know why, but she was inexplicably afraid of this third brother.

"Why are you looking at your sister? She left on her own. It has nothing to do with Yan Yan." Jiang's mother moved and stood in front of Song Yan, blocking Jiang Nanqiu's gaze from looking at Song Yan.

"It would be best if that were the case." Jiang Nanqiu's voice was stern, and her sharp gaze still landed on Song Yan no matter how much her mother tried to block her.

"Third Brother, it wasn't me, it really has nothing to do with me." Song Yan looked at Jiang Nanqiu with a wronged expression.

"Heh." Jiang Nanqiu gave a sarcastic laugh, slammed the plate she was holding onto the table, and strode away.

He still needed to find Xiaxia and didn't have time to talk to unrelated people.