...Wen Ye has lived in such a family environment for more than ten years.
"Damn, you like to brag..."
Chu Keyong showed a look of disdain and was about to close the door when he suddenly heard the other party say, "Then I really will take it away."
"?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to the woman at the door.
"Okay." Chu Keyong glanced at Jiang Jiang's soft face and snorted coldly, "It seems that being pretty does have its advantages. She was already chosen by someone after just one meeting."
Jiang Jiang frowned: "I recorded it. If you continue to talk nonsense, I don't mind seeing you in court."
"...You!" Chu Keyong acted as if he was going to hit someone, but was stopped by Wen Shulan and Chu Antu behind him.
Jiang Jiang probably heard it and understood that he didn't know her background and shouldn't act rashly for fear of getting into trouble.
Yes, that's why a loser like him can only vent his anger on Wen Ye, who has no blood relationship with him.
Jiang Jiang lowered her eyes and tried to reach out to hold Wen Ye's hand, but the other party dodged her.
Jiang Jiang: “?”
She was a little surprised and tried to pull him again, but he still dodged her.
Doesn't he want to go with me?
Wen Shulan looked at her son and quickly pushed him out of the room. "Don't worry, take him with you. We will cooperate with you in moving his household registration and signing the agreement."
Before Jiang Jiang could answer, the iron door in front of him was slammed shut.
Wen Ye sneered.
Jiang Jiang carefully looked at the boy in front of him. He was much taller than he had imagined. In winter, he was only wearing a thin, washed-out sweatshirt. The blue veins were visible on his exposed wrists.
"Don't you want to come with me?"
Wen Ye thought she was crazy, his voice a little hoarse: "What kind of thing do you think I am that you want to take me home? Didn't you see how they just wanted me to get out of here?"
His neighbor might just be kind-hearted at the moment, but when she brings him home and finds out that he is just a burden, she might insult him just like his stepfather and mother just did.
Besides, as a woman, she took him in. Did she know how much gossip would spread in this small town?
He is not a stray cat or dog on the street who wags his tail when someone brings him some food.
He was like a hedgehog, with sharp spines erected around his body, refusing to let anyone touch his soft inner self.
"You're a piece of shit."
wrong.
"You're nothing."
...
Wen Ye: “…?”
Jiang Jiang reorganized his words: "What I mean is, you don't have to think so little of yourself."
She felt like she was holding a cat stick and trying to lure a stray cat into following her home.
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