Chapter 321 Song Xiangqin

Jiang Wanwan put her hand into Shen Xingjiang's coat pocket to keep warm. He was tall, and the pockets on his coat were larger than those of ordinary people, so her hand could be protected tightly when she put it in.

"When he grows up, he definitely won't think I'm a good sister."

Shen Xingjiang: “Probably not.”

Jiang Wanwan: “?”

Shen Xingjiang: “Song Xiangwu thinks he is very important and won’t talk to him too much.”

Jiang Wanwan thought about it and agreed. Song Xiangwu wanted to say it, so she should say it now. Jiang Lin can already speak. What does a child of this age understand?

Shen Xingjiang: “There are very few people who don’t like children naturally.”

Jiang Wanwan: Who are you hinting at?

Zhu Pu Ran?

Speaking of Zhu Puran, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Even people like Song Xiangwu knew how to be good to children, but he didn't feel any maternal love. He must be very sad.

She took her hand out, put it around Shen Xingjiang's arm, and patted it soothingly.

The pose is very much like photographing a child.

Shen Xingjiang lifted his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Wanwan, his eyes were obscure, was she comforting him like a child?

...Not bad.

Comfort is an expression of love.

Being pitiful is also a sign of love.

Shen Xingjiang's eyes turned slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Maybe I'm not a likable person, that's why Zhu Puran hates me."

Jiang Wanwan: Stop talking, it makes her feel even more distressed.

"No, no, there is no one in the world more likable than you. I like Jiang Jiang the most. Zhu Puran doesn't like you, it's God's good to you."

"If someone like her likes you and stays in the production team to beat and scold you, will your life be easy?"

"If she likes you, she will suck your blood like a ghost. It's better now. She doesn't have such complicated feelings, and you don't have to be tied down by her feelings. How great is that."

She knew that Chen Xingjiang would not care about Zhu Puran's thoughts at all.

See, when the time came, he complained.

Shen Xingjiang withdrew his gaze with satisfaction.

He didn't care about Zhu Puran at all.

To him, Zhu Puran was just a stranger. What he said or did, what he liked or disliked had no influence on him.

When we got to the Public Security Bureau, we handed the child over to the police.

The police took their statements and found out that they knew each other: "If you know each other, why don't you send them back yourself?"

Jiang Wanwan said tactfully, "She is the child of my mother and someone else. His step-sister and I have a bad relationship. She came to my house yesterday to make trouble. I don't know why, but this child ran to my door at night. We saw only his own footprints on the road. He might have walked along the tracks of the car. But if I tell this to others, no one will believe it. I'm afraid that if I tell them, they will say that he stole the child."

Perhaps after hearing the word "older sister", Jiang Lin kicked his little feet, hugged Shen Xingjiang's neck tightly, and opened and closed his rosy little mouth: "Older sister hit... hit the baby..."

"Kick the baby..."

When the public security comrades heard this, they took Jiang Lin over and unbuttoned his clothes. They found that there were marks of pinching on his arms. The child's skin was tender, and the purple scars were shocking. There were also marks of bruises on his thighs from being kicked.

The police officer put the clothes on Jiang Lin and asked, "Did she beat you?"

Jiang Lin was chubby, his big black grape eyes looked at Jiang Wanwan, tilted his head and smiled: "Not good sister."

The adults had a grudge against each other, but the child felt that the one who sent her here was the good sister, which shows that the female comrade had a kind heart: "The child proved for you that you are the good people."

"I'll send him back later and say he was found by a kind person. You won't be implicated."

This is the best. Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang haven’t had breakfast yet, so they should go back first.

Jiang Lin saw Jiang Wanwan was about to leave, and cried for her to hold him: "Sister, hold the baby."

Jiang Wanwan touched his little nose with her hand: "Wait here for your mother to pick you up. Don't tell anyone else that you saw me, otherwise your other sister will beat you."

Jiang Lin looked at Jiang Wanwan with tears in his eyes and nodded.

As soon as Jiang Wanwan and Shen Xingjiang left, the public security comrades took the children to Cheng's house.

Last night, Song Xiangwu fell asleep weakly after her fever subsided. She slept restlessly in her dream, and always felt that something was missing. She woke up before dawn in the morning: "Baby...baby?"

"Baby!"

Song Xiangwu suddenly woke up. Where is Jiang Lin?

She turned the house upside down but couldn't find Jiang Lin, so she looked for Jiang Lian with hope: "Is Lin'er in your room?"

Jiang Lian was still sleeping soundly. She was in a bad mood when she woke him up: "Not here."

"And the child?"

"Hurry up and help me find the child. If anything happens to your brother, your father will not let you go."

Song Xiangwu used her trump card, and Jiang Lian reluctantly got up. While putting on her clothes, she was still complaining: "I really owe you guys. Not only can I not rely on you at all, but I have trouble every day!"

"Don't you know I'm pregnant?"

Jiang Lian put on her cotton coat and just opened the door, Song Xiangwu raised her hand and slapped her: "You still have the nerve to scold me, I gave you the notebook, but you couldn't keep it. I went to help you find the notebook, and you were tortured by Jiang Wanwan. You can't even take care of a child, and you still have the nerve to fight with me, Jiang Lian, you are a waste!"

Jiang Lian was stunned. She was about to vent her anger when she realized what was going on. "What did you say? Did you ask Jiang Wanwan for the note yesterday?"

"What do you mean? Isn't the one in her hand the real one?"

Song Xiangwu's lips turned even paler, still trembling: "Idiot! She is so cunning, how could she possibly give you the real thing? Think about your brains, can you beat her?"

"Besides, I'm married to your father, how can I possibly give her the real thing?"

Oh, I made her so angry. She's a typical example of someone who is secretly happy after being sold out.

The cold wind blew on her face, and Jiang Lian's mind exploded, then quickly calmed down. Her lips trembled, and her mind kept flashing back to how Jiang Wanwan...

Get her attention.

Trick her into handing over the real thing.

He also repeatedly tricked her into buying defective items, causing her to be disliked by the Cheng family.

Even so, Jiang Lian still didn't want to believe it. Was she really that stupid?

"You are her biological mother, will you give me the good things?"

Song Xiangwu almost blurted out that she was not Jiang Wanwan's biological mother. She was actually Song Xiangqin, who was bought away by a beggar from the Song family. She later changed her name to Tian Xiaoling. She was an illiterate woman who knew nothing about the tea ceremony or treasure appraisal and lived on her beauty. Someone gave her money to imitate Song Xiangwu and learn all of Song Xiangwu's habits. She was just a replacement for Song Xiangwu.

She would have to be crazy to give good things to Jiang Wanwan!

How stupid! I shouldn’t have given the letter to Jiang Lian.

"I married your father. Your father, you, and Lin'er are my family. I really don't have any feelings for you, but for Jiang Lin's sake, I'm giving it to you so that Jiang Lin can have a good life in the future. But you, you still don't trust me behind my back. I've ruined the good path I planned for Jiang Lin!"