Jiang Tingzhou was slightly surprised at first, but soon found it to be quite reasonable.
Judging from appearance alone, Jiang De'an does not look like Jiang Detian or Jiang Tingzhou's aunt at all.
Especially his dimples and naturally curly hair, features that no other member of the Chiang family possessed.
Ling Ya didn't hear Jiang Tingzhou speak and thought he was angry, so she quickly said, "Oh, son, don't be angry. Your dad told me not to tell outsiders about this. It's not that I treat you as outsiders, it's just that I thought you were still young before, and there wouldn't be many opportunities to talk about it after you grew up, so I simply didn't say anything."
"It seems your uncle had a very difficult time before he was brought back?" Jiang Tingzhou asked.
“I don’t know the specifics, but the way he was back then, I thought he had intellectual disabilities.” Lingya thought for a moment, “I seem to remember that they brought him back a few years after his mother passed away.”
Jiang Tingzhou was not concerned about Jiang De'an's tragic childhood.
He said, "Since we were going to bring him back anyway, why didn't we bring him back sooner? Why wait until he was in such a terrible state before bringing him back? What if he harbors hatred and keeps looking for opportunities to take revenge on us?"
“Your uncle isn’t that cunning. I think he just didn’t think things through before and was fooled by the An family.” Ling Ya was afraid that Jiang Tingzhou would misunderstand. “However, if you want to sue the An family for Wanwan, I will support you wholeheartedly.”
Lingya can distinguish between primary and secondary matters.
Her surname is Ling, not Jiang.
Jiang De'an was just her husband's younger brother, while Xu Wan was her own son's wife.
She could still tell which was more important and which was less important.
At this moment, ground staff came over to inform Jiang Tingzhou that he could board the plane.
After hanging up on Ling Ya, Jiang Tingzhou didn't get up immediately, but instead dialed another number.
Call Jiang De'an.
I waited a minute, until the phone rang with a cold, unresponsive message: "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."
Just as I was about to get up and catch my flight, a phone call came in.
The caller was Jiang De'an.
As soon as the call connected, Jiang De'an's kind and cheerful voice came through: "Xiao Zhou, I'm sorry, I was having dinner with Xiao Ya and my mother-in-law. I was thinking of coming out to answer your call, but I didn't expect you to hang up."
“Uncle,” Jiang Tingzhou said without beating around the bush, “Now that you’re married, let’s have an open and honest discussion about our bottom lines.”
"What bottom line? What do you mean?"
Jiang Tingzhou ignored him completely and said directly, "Regardless of your attitude towards my grandfather or the Jiang family, and regardless of what you intend to do to people with the surname Jiang, everyone else is innocent. Don't touch our family members, don't touch my wife, and don't touch my future children..."
"Xiao Zhou, why are you saying that? We're family, why would I do this to you?"
Jiang De'an interrupted him, his tone remaining unchanged and completely devoid of any aggression.
The conversation between the two made it seem as if Jiang Tingzhou had paranoia.
Jiang Tingzhou continued, "It doesn't matter if you pretend to be crazy or stupid with me. I'm going to say this today: if you want to do something, come at me. My family is my bottom line. If you hurt them, I swear, even if I die, you won't live either."
The other end of the phone finally went silent.
After a while, Jiang De'an said with a smile, "Xiao Zhou, we are family, it's impossible for things to come to this."
"That would be best, Uncle."
Jiang Tingzhou emphasized the words "little uncle".
Then, he hung up the phone.
Jiang De'an was standing in the corridor outside a private room of a restaurant. His face was usually very kind, but his usually smiling eyes were now devoid of any emotion. His dark eyes were like black holes, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
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Because Jiang Tingzhou was away on a business trip, Xu Pingshan and Xu Pingrong couldn't bear to see Xu Wan eat dinner alone, so they invited her to their home.
When Xu Wan entered the house, she saw her mother, aunt, and grandmother sitting together making dumplings.
"I'll help too."
Xu Wan put down her bag and quickly ran to the restroom to wash her hands.
The last time she experienced such a happy family reunion was in her childhood memories.
With the four of them working together, they quickly finished wrapping all the dumpling filling.
There were a few pieces of dough left, and Xu Pingrong subconsciously kneaded them into a ball and handed it to Xu Wan: "Go play."
Xu Wan hesitated for a moment, but still took it.
It feels like time has truly turned back to childhood.
After the dumplings were cooked, the family finally sat down, just as they were about to eat them...
"Ding-dong, ding-dong."
The doorbell rang, and the nanny quickly came out of the kitchen to check.
Xu Pingshan also stood up from her chair. "What's going on?"
Since Liu Yingjun moved in, the family has switched to fingerprint locks.
People who live here can come by fingerprint; they don't need to knock.
The nanny stood at the door, saw the person outside on the monitor, and said to Xu Pingshan who walked over, "It's... Ma Jun."
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