Chapter 363 Brothers and Sisters
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In the ward, Jiang Wanrou finished her treatment and was resting.
After Xiao Jingrun finished his visit, he walked back. When he passed the small door in the corridor, he paused for a moment.
The door just happened to open, and Jiang Zhiyue came out with a normal expression.
Gu Zhaoye's face was slightly red, and he followed closely behind with slightly slow steps.
He smoothed down his frizzy hair, and his amber eyes shone brightly.
When he unexpectedly ran into Xiao Jingrun, Gu Zhaoye's face, which had just been sunny, was instantly clouded over.
"What a coincidence." Xiao Jingrun smiled.
"What a coincidence." Gu Zhaoye said angrily.
Xiao Jingrun's smile deepened, and he said, "I'm afraid you came at a bad time. Auntie has already gone to bed."
Gu Zhaoye was concentrating on taking care of his hairstyle. With his upturned eyes and fierce eyebrows, he looked like a little wolf with fangs bared and teeth grinning.
"When I come is none of your business." Gu Zhaoye's tone became even more unpleasant.
Jiang Zhiyue glanced at him, and Gu Zhaoye restrained the arrogance on his face.
He grabbed Jiang Zhiyue's hand and dragged her away. His attitude clearly showed that he would not allow her to talk to any opposite sex without her permission.
As he walked quickly, he could still vaguely hear a soft voice, "I like you."
"Do you like me?"
"......"
The two of them had already gone far away, and Xiao Jingrun could not hear Jiang Zhiyue's words.
Just like he did at the beginning, he stood there and watched them go away until they disappeared.
"Master." The servant beside him called out.
Xiao Jingrun looked down with a solemn look in his eyes. There seemed to be light falling from the window, sporadically falling to his feet.
"Zhaoye still has true feelings for her after all."
The sound faded away, like an auditory hallucination.
The elevator door closed, blocking out the man's last sigh.
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In recent days, Mrs. Sheng has been lying in the hospital and has not opened her eyes yet.
When Jiang Wanrou was not in the hospital, she lived in the villa arranged by Sheng Huaian.
She was obviously uncomfortable with all these changes.
As soon as the news came out that Mr. Xiao sent Xiao Jingrun to visit her.
This villa, which is usually deserted, now has many visitors.
"They are all unimportant people, there is nothing to see." Sheng Huaian stopped the crowd outside.
He was wearing casual home clothes and off-white slippers, and was standing on the creamy white cashmere carpet.
Sheng Huaian made this villa extremely warm, with comfortable lighting, gentle music, and a classical piano placed under the candlesticks.
The man's slender fingers pressed lightly on the piano keys a few times, and some discordant music came out.
Sheng Huaian showed a puzzled expression on his face, and said self-deprecatingly: "I don't have much musical talent."
"What about my aunt? I heard from my father that my grandmother was a famous talented woman who was proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If we were to talk about who in our family could inherit my grandmother's artistic talent, it would definitely be my aunt."
Jiang Zhiyue picked up a cup of hot milk and handed it to Jiang Wanrou.
Jiang Wanrou grabbed the corner of her clothes, straightened her back, and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face.
She was still a little uncomfortable with Sheng Huaian's affectionate address to her.
aunt?
While Sheng Huaian was not paying attention, she secretly glanced at the man a few times, and then looked at the corner of the tea reflected on the table, as if comparing whether the two looked alike.
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but smile, and this smile flowed from Sheng Huaian's eyes, and his eyes deepened.
Except for Sheng's father who is still in the hospital and in a coma, this warm scene is undoubtedly too beautiful for Sheng Huaian.
His fingers touched the piano keys lightly, and he laughed again: "I almost forgot, when grandma was alive, she didn't like Western musical instruments. She played the guzheng."
"This Western music is what that woman likes. Grandpa followed that woman's wishes and hired a piano teacher for us young people."
"I don't like it. I haven't touched it for a day since I bought it."
"Aunt, I arranged you here out of helplessness, to prevent those annoying people from bothering you."
It's my aunt again...
Jiang Wanrou could never get used to this word.
She drank the hot milk in her hand, and then.
“Ahem…”
She choked and coughed, her face flushed red.
Sheng Huaian hurriedly handed over a tissue, and Jiang Zhiyue patted the woman's back and wiped the stain clean.
"Don't be nervous, Mom."
The girl's voice is always soft.
Jiang Wanrou held the girl's hand tightly, with most of her body leaning towards her.
"No...too...good..."
Jiang Wanrou's voice was hoarse and drawn out. She was not used to speaking and was not comfortable expressing herself with words.
Seeing this, Sheng Huaian's eyes darkened.
"aunt."
He walked a few steps to Jiang Wanrou, half squatted down, and looked up at her with a softer look in his sharp eyes.
"I won't hurt you. Zhiyue and I are your family."
family......
Jiang Wanrou felt even worse. The handsome man in front of her was well-dressed and had an outstanding temperament.
Like the upper-class people she had served before, they all had a pair of sharp eyes, but they pretended to be reliable.
But Jiang Wanrou felt that Sheng Huaian was a little different from them.
She looked at him. This was the first time Jiang Wanrou looked down at someone.
The sincerity in the man's eyes didn't seem fake.
He wanted to hold Jiang Wanrou's hand. He slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Zhiyue with his big palm.
Jiang Zhiyue subconsciously avoided him, but Sheng Huaian didn't give her the chance to dodge. He was honest and straightforward, "You are the sister that father has been looking for for many years. Zhiyue is the sister you gave me."
"I'm glad that my father is still not awake at this moment. If he knew that you and Zhiyue had suffered so much injustice outside and that your disappearance was a conspiracy, my father would never be able to forgive himself."
"So for the sake of my father, and for the sake of my brother who has been searching for you for more than 30 years and is your blood relative, aunt, I beg you to believe me."
Jiang Wanrou flipped through the paternity test report. If there was anything that fate meant, it was that she once brought Jiang Zhiyue to live in Beixili Province.
At that time, Sheng's father was in power and he had personally inspected the local slums several times.
Separated by the crowds and cordons, Jiang Wanrou was destined not to see Sheng's father in person.
The closest distance between the two sides is probably that they breathe the fresh air in the same place.
"You and Zhiyue...are brother and sister."
Jiang Wanrou spoke hesitantly.
Perhaps it was because they had been through so much that the most real feeling of blood connection could not deceive her heart.
Seeing Sheng Huaian holding Jiang Zhiyue's little hand tightly, Jiang Wanrou took Jiang Zhiyue's other hand and put it on top.
The tenderness of the girl and the masculinity of the man complement and blend with each other.
Jiang Wanrou said: "Brother and sister...Okay."
"Brother and sister... Zhiyue is no longer alone."
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