Jiang Yuman felt sad when she heard this. "No need to thank me. Uncle Qin is my elder, and I should do this."
She thought she was not a person with excessive sympathy, but she always felt heartbroken when she saw Qin Dongling getting worse and worse.
It’s like…if I don’t do anything, it will be too late.
Jiang Yuman was telling the truth.
But Sun Shifu felt uncomfortable after hearing this.
They are obviously father and daughter, but she calls the Chief of General Staff "uncle"... As a guard who has followed Qin Dongling for almost ten years, Sun Shifu can't stand it.
But the Chief of General Staff’s instructions were still fresh in his mind, and he himself was indeed the same as Jiang Yuman’s uncle.
It’s better to bury it in your heart than to have it for a short time and then lose it.
Thinking of this, Sun Shifu pulled back his shaky sanity and sent Jiang Yuman to the hospital entrance.
The two quickly separated.
It was almost time for the art troupe to start its afternoon work, and Jiang Yuman planned to go there directly.
I had just taken two steps when I met Ji Fangshu at the corner.
"Yuman," the other person smiled when he saw it was her, "I didn't see you in the art troupe just now, so I asked Wen Zheng, and sure enough, you are here."
"It's Captain Ji. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Compared with Ji Fangshu's enthusiasm, Jiang Yuman seemed a little cold.
She had never had a good impression of the Xu family before, and ever since she found out about her relatives' identities, she didn't want to have anything to do with them.
Her attitude towards herself was completely different before and after the Tenth Division Art Troupe achieved success.
If someone comes close to him, Sima Zhao's intentions will be known to everyone.
"Wen Zheng really didn't tell you?" Ji Fangshu's eyes flickered.
Jiang Yuman didn't say anything.
Ji Fangshu was not annoyed. She had enough patience for this niece who could restore the glory of the Jiaoyang Song and Dance Troupe.
"That's right,"
She explained: "My father-in-law was reading a newspaper at home and saw you by chance. He thought you looked a lot like our little sister when she was young. He checked the files and found out that your mother was from our Xu family."
At this point, she clapped her hands excitedly and said, "Tell me, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?"
Jiang Yuman said calmly: "Since I was born, I have never seen relatives from my mother's family. So I don't have an uncle, nor do I have grandparents."
"If you have nothing else to say, I will go back to the art troupe."
After he finished speaking, he actually turned around and wanted to leave the hospital.
"Wait!" Ji Fangshu called her in time.
She suppressed the slight displeasure in her eyes and tried to soften her tone, "Yuman, I know you have resentment towards the Xu family, but this is all the grudges of the previous generation."
"Your grandmother's health is getting worse. Not to mention you, if your mother knew, would she have the heart not to come back to see her?"
The more he spoke, the more he pretended to be considerate of Jiang Yuman. "We are all women, and I understand your situation. If you have money from your husband's family, it's your husband's family's money. If you have money from your own family, it's your own confidence."
"As long as you nod, you will be the eldest daughter of the Xu family."
In the end, she said all the good and bad things by herself.
If a person with a weak will were here, he would probably hesitate after hearing this.
Jiang Yuman is different.
She looked directly at Ji Fangshu, her smile even mocking, "I don't think the Xu family will be my support."
After saying that, he walked towards the door.
Ji Fangshu's voice came from the back, "You don't care about family, but you don't care about the script? You don't care about the opportunity to go to the headquarters in Beijing?"
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