He Chi was suddenly slapped in the face and was stunned.
He didn't care about the pain on his face from being hit by his wife, and touched her eyes with his fingertips, "Your eyes are swollen, and you said you didn't cry."
There was a hint of fatigue in He Chi's voice. Jiang Yining thought of what he said last night when he said the signal was not very good over there, and he was already on the plane at that time.
Jiang Yining sat up and opened his arms towards He Chi.
He Chi hugged her and they embraced each other.
After the surprise, Jiang Yining asked him worriedly, "Why didn't you tell me? What about your work?"
He Chi said, "I was afraid that if I told you, you wouldn't let me come back, and I was also afraid that you would think too much. You don't have to worry about work, Ji Jinzhou is over there, and my aunt sent my uncle over this morning."
He let go of Jiang Yining, thinking about how she frowned when she fell asleep just now, "Did you have a nightmare?"
Jiang Yining nodded, "I dreamed that when my mother was in the hospital, the aunt in the bed next to me died..."
She didn't want to say anything more. She had already adjusted her mood, but now that He Chi came back, Jiang Yining wanted to cry again. She almost felt that she was being a little pretentious.
He Chi wiped away her tears with a tissue. He didn't know what to say to comfort Jiang Yining.
This is difficult to accept no matter who experiences it.
He Chi hugged her again, his palms falling on her hair, "It's all in the past. Mom must have let it go by then. The only thing she was worried about was you."
"She didn't tell you because she didn't want to make you sad."
In fact, my mother-in-law could have warned my uncle, so that more people would know about their ugly deeds and they would not be so unscrupulous.
After all, at that time Jiang Yining was just a student who had just finished high school and had just lost his mother, so he naturally cared about his father very much.
It's been so many years since the incident happened, there's no point thinking about it now.
He Chi asked her, "What are you going to do? We can hire a professional lawyer to get the house back. Giving it to them would only make things worse for us."
"I've arranged everything."
He Chi also agreed with her, "You have me anyway, we are husband and wife, if you can't solve it, just tell me, I will always be your backer, you can use me at any time."
Teacher Lin had said something similar to her last night. Jiang Yining was touched and nodded, "Okay."
It's almost nine o'clock now. He Chi has been on a flight for more than ten hours and is probably tired.
She said, "Take a shower and have some sleep. I have an appointment with Lingyue and her colleague at 10:30. I'll be out after breakfast."
"I bought breakfast. You wash up first. I'll have breakfast with you and then I'll take a shower and rest."
Jiang Yining went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and then picked out a set of clothes that he usually wore to work in the cloakroom to change into.
When they arrived at the restaurant, He Chi had already set the table for breakfast.
After hearing Jiang Yining say that she had made an appointment with Ling Yue and her colleagues, He Chi probably guessed what they were planning.
Jiang Yining first took them to Jiang Wentao's breakfast shop and saw that they were still open.
Zhao Hong noticed these people were carrying cameras, and also saw Jiang Yining's figure, so she asked cautiously, "What do you want to do?"
The reporter asked her, "Hello, Ms. Zhao, we received a tip from Ms. Jiang, saying that you had an affair with her father when her mother was seriously ill, and that you and she had deceived her into transferring the house under her name to her father's name."
"Could you please accept our interview?"
Zhao Hong was furious. "Get out of here! I won't accept this."
A passerby came from nowhere and was taking pictures with his mobile phone.
Zhao Hong was scared and wanted to close the door.
Jiang Yining stepped forward to stop her, "Call Jiang Wentao out."
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