Jiang Zhen must know that Jiang Weimin has remarried, but she can pretend not to know.
Fortunately, President Feng, who was standing by, spoke up to help Zhu Xiulan resolve the awkward situation. He told Jiang Zhen, "Jiang Bi, this Aunt Zhu is the wife your father remarried many years after your mother passed away."
"The man following your father is your brother. He is the child brought here by your Aunt Zhu."
President Feng had already understood the Jiang family's current structure, and having done her homework, she explained it clearly. Hearing this, Jiang Zhen nodded and called Zhu Xiulan "Auntie Zhu."
He called her Aunt Zhu calmly, which made Zhu Xiulan feel relieved. Zhu Xiulan then gave President Feng a grateful look, and President Feng smiled back.
At this time, Jiang Weimin came over quickly holding a photo album, "I found it, Bi'er, look, this is the photo of you when you were little."
Jiang Weimin sat down next to Jiang Zhen and opened the photo album. The first photo in it was a photo of their family taken in front of the door of their grandfather's old villa when Jiang Zhen was three years old.
Jiang Weimin pointed to the old house in the picture and said to Jiang Zhen, "This is your grandfather's old villa. Jiangdong Pharmaceutical was just established a few years ago, and to save money, our family moved into your grandfather's old house. This is our first New Year's Eve at your grandfather's house."
He pointed at the beautiful woman in the photo and said, "This is your mother. You and your mother look very similar when you were young." Jiang Weimin moved his finger and stopped at a young man in a down jacket. "This is me."
Jiang Weimin and Lan Ruoyun each held a child in their arms. Jiang Weimin told Jiang Zhen: "The child in your mother's arms is you. The one in my arms is your brother."
In the photo, Jiang Zhen was wearing a black down jacket with an open collar and a gray turtleneck sweater underneath. He was wearing a round fur hat, and his palm-sized face had a pair of sparkling black eyes.
Three-year-old Jiang Bi was wearing a festive red jacket and had two pigtails. She grinned at the camera.
Jiang Zhen looked at his sister's innocent smile, and suddenly his heart ached. In his memory, his sister had never shown such an innocent and lovely smile.
In my memory, my sister is always quiet and reserved, and when she smiles, she seems shy and reserved. But it turns out that when she was little, she was also this cute and lively.
"At that time, you two were always fighting and arguing, and often made your mother collapse." But the collapse at that time was also a happy one. It was not until the children disappeared that they truly experienced what a real collapse was.
Jiang Zhen couldn't imagine himself fighting with his sister. In all his memories, he had never hit Jiang Bi once. He loved Jiang Bi very much because he knew very well that Jiang Bi was his only close relative in this world.
Jiang Weimin flipped through the pages again and told Jiang Zhen the history of the photos one by one.
After nine consecutive flips, the children no longer appeared in the picture.
At the end of the album was a personal photo of Lan Ruoyun. She had lost a lot of weight by this point, wearing a sky-blue silk dress. She sat in the garden of her grandfather's old house, staring blankly at the camera. At first glance, she looked like a desperate housewife.
Jiang Weimin looked at the photo, his eyes dimmed and the smile on his lips disappeared.
He closed the photo album and sighed, "After you and your sister disappeared, your mother lost her appetite, became depressed, and even developed mental problems..."
Jiang Zhen didn't know what to say.
Jiang Weimin put his arm around Jiang Zhen's shoulders. Being hugged, Jiang Zhen's body stiffened instantly, but soon relaxed again. Jiang Weimin stared at Jiang Bi's face and asked anxiously and expectantly, "Bi'er, your brother..."
Everyone in the room who was walking around subconsciously stopped what they were doing and turned to look at Jiang Zhen when they heard Jiang Weimin mention the boy.
Jiang Weimin mustered up the courage to ask, "When did you and your brother get separated?"
Jiang Zhen lowered his eyes, his long, curled lashes casting a grayish-green shadow beneath them. He whispered softly, "We...we were kidnapped and sold to the Kingdom of Yue. When I was ten, my adoptive father wanted to sell me to a violent man as a child bride. To save me from this suffering, my brother fled with me overnight. On the way, my brother..."
Jiang Zhen said sadly, half-truthfully, "In order to save me, he deliberately ran out as bait to lure my adoptive father away. After that, I never saw him again..."
Jiang Zhen deliberately left a suspense and did not say whether his "brother" was dead or was captured by his adoptive father and was still alive.
The atmosphere in the room became unusually silent, and no one dared to think deeply about the child's fate.
Jiang Weimin suddenly let go of Jiang Zhen, stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, excuse me." After that, he hurried to the toilet.
Zhu Xiulan also stood up and ran to the toilet. After a while, everyone heard the devastating howling coming from the direction of the toilet.
When Jiang Zhen heard his father crying, he thought to himself: If my father knew that his only daughter was bullied, knocked unconscious, and thrown onto the railway tracks, and was repeatedly run over by trains and died, I wonder if he would still be able to cry.
Feeling a figure passing by, Jiang Zhen looked up and saw Jiang Guchuan walking past with a teacup in hand. Noticing Jiang Zhen's gaze, Jiang Guchuan stopped and turned his head to show Jiang Zhen an elegant smile.
Jiang Zhen lowered his head silently, and everyone just thought he was shy.
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