Sen Sen had an advantage in height and weight, and Ling Ya couldn't push him at all.
He gripped the door with both hands, saying, "Mom, I promise I'll study hard from now on. Please go to the hospital and get checked out, don't delay treatment."
"I'm not sick!"
"Mom, don't scare other people."
"What 'other person'? He's your brother!"
Lingya's tone was very excited.
Jiang Tingzhou remained silent.
He knew that if he dared to say another word now, his mother would definitely beat him up.
Sen Sen looked at Jiang Tingzhou apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, my mom suddenly became like this."
It's been more than four years since I last saw her, and Sen Sen has indeed changed a lot.
He looks somewhat like Jiang Tingzhou, but their personalities are quite different.
To cooperate with his mother's act, Jiang Tingzhou could only take out his phone and write a few words in his notepad: "The psychologist sent me."
A series of things immediately flashed through Sen Sen's mind.
It's highly likely that Lingya had been experiencing these symptoms for a while, mistaking the man in front of her for her missing brother somewhere. Her father sought treatment from a psychologist, and it seems this handsome uncle was commissioned by the psychologist to cooperate with the treatment.
At this moment, Lingya was pushing Sensen out, saying, "Go to your classmate's house and come back later."
Sen Sen nodded: "Okay, okay, I'll go. Don't push me. I'll just grab the book and leave."
Lingya then gave in.
Sen Sen lingered inside for a long time before finally coming out, carrying her schoolbag. While Ling Ya wasn't looking, she slipped a piece of paper into Jiang Tingzhou's hand before leaving.
As soon as her younger brother left, Lingya's first question was, "What did he write on the paper he gave you?"
Jiang Tingzhou then glanced at the note he had just received and hadn't even warmed his hands yet, before handing it to Ling Ya.
Ling Ya opened it, glanced at it, and gritted her teeth, "That little brat!"
The note was scrawled in bold, "My mother may be mentally unstable, but she's a good person. Please be understanding, Uncle."
Jiang Tingzhou sighed, "I don't want to lie to Sen Sen."
These words instantly ignited Ling Ya's anger. "You didn't want to lie to Sen Sen? How dare you say that? Do you even have the right to say that? You not only lied to Sen Sen, but you also lied to me, to Wan Wan, and to everyone! And you've been lying for years!"
"Mom, I'm so sorry for all these years..."
Jiang Tingzhou could not provide any explanation.
In any case, after regaining his memory, he did not contact his family immediately.
"Sorry? Is 'sorry' all it takes?!"
Ling Ya was so angry that she threw the exercise book in her hand at Jiang Tingzhou. She wanted to say something, but she choked up and couldn't say anything. Her eyes also turned red.
He sat on the sofa, feeling utterly exhausted.
The room fell silent.
Jiang Tingzhou knew that anything he said now would be futile.
Lingya sat on the sofa, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She wiped them away repeatedly, finally managing to control her tears before asking, "Son, tell me, what have you been doing these past few years? What made you not make a single phone call, not even a hint that you're alive?"
"I……"
"Do you know how heartbroken we were when we thought you were dead? Do you know how much Wanwan and I suffered during that time? We were devastated, but we were afraid of affecting each other, so we tried not to see each other, and even when we did, we avoided mentioning this matter. We were heartbroken and thought that as long as you had a breath left, you would contact us. But we never expected that you not only had a breath left, but were even doing very well abroad, contacting Ying Gan, forging an identity, starting a company, and even becoming a leader in the AI industry!"
Lingya herself was so angry she laughed. "As expected of my son, he has achieved such results in such a short time. I am really proud of him."
Her words were full of sarcasm.
"mom……"
"Call me Mom? I'm not worthy. After that incident a while ago, Jiang De'an was so angry his face turned green. I thought someone had avenged my son, but I never expected that you were avenging yourself." Ling Ya forcibly suppressed the urge to continue complaining and said, "Now you can talk. Tell me where you've been these past few years, what you've been doing, and why you haven't contacted me. If you don't answer well, I'll consider my eldest son dead!"
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