Zhong Yurong put a piece of meat into Jiang Qiao's bowl and said, "Your dad found a new job today and won't be home for lunch. Shi Chuan won't be home either, so it's just the two of us having lunch today."
Shi Chuan?
This name is actually the same as the Sixth Prince in the game world.
If Jiang Qiao didn't remember that their faces were different, she would have overthought it.
Jiang Qiao almost forgot about Shi Chuan.
He is the adopted son of the Jiang family.
Once people have money, they will do whatever they want, become more greedy, and want to have more.
In the year when the Jiang family settled in City C, Jiang Huamin did charity work non-stop in order to gain a good reputation and integrate into the upper class circle as soon as possible.
It was at that time that Shi Chuan was taken home by Jiang Huamin.
Jiang Qiao remembered that he was only eleven years old when he came to the Jiang family. He was a very clean boy, not talkative, and loved reading.
She rarely interacts with Shi Chuan.
Because Jiang Qiao has no time, in addition to going to school every day, she also has to go to the interest classes that Jiang's mother signed her up for, and she even has very little time to rest.
So Jiang Qiao didn't know much about Shi Chuan. He only knew that he was in college now and didn't go home often. It seemed that he had no sense of belonging to this family.
"Fortunately, Xiaochuan doesn't ask the family for living expenses now, otherwise it would be even more difficult for our family to survive." Zhong Yurong said to herself.
Jiang Qiao frowned slightly when she heard this. She heard a complaint in Jiang's mother's words.
"Mom, you still have to give me living expenses. There are many things you need to spend money on when you go to college." Jiang Qiao couldn't help but remind her.
Zhong Yurong paused slightly while picking up the food. This was the first time she heard Jiang Qiao care about Shi Chuan.
In the past, Zhong Yurong would also be unable to resist complaining like today, but Jiang Qiao always remained silent. She thought Jiang Qiao didn't like this younger brother...
"Mom knows, but didn't he ask for money from home?"
Jiang Qiao put down his chopsticks, took out his phone from his bag, and operated it for a while, then put the phone down and continued eating. "Mom, since Shi Chuan has come to our house, we are family. Don't say such things again in the future. It will be bad if he hears. I just transferred 100,000 yuan to your card. Remember to transfer the living expenses to him. Even if he doesn't tell me in the future, you have to transfer the living expenses."
In fact, Zhong Yurong didn't dislike Shi Chuan, but he was not her biological son after all, and Shi Chuan was already old enough to remember things when he came to the Jiang family. Zhong Yurong didn't have that much patience for him after all, and her whole mind was on Jiang Qiao.
In addition, the Jiang family went bankrupt in the past two years, so Zhong Yurong had no extra time to pay attention to Shi Chuan.
Jiang Qiao didn’t know whether Zhong Yurong listened to what she said, but she still saw the WeChat interface of Zhong Yurong transferring money.
"Where did you get the money?" Zhong Yurong asked Jiang Qiao after transferring the money.
"Bonus." Jiang Qiao said two words, then remembered something and said, "Oh right, I've decided to re-enter the entertainment industry. Mom, I hope you can support me this time. Actually, I've never told you that becoming a star has always been my dream."
Jiang Qiao's eyes lit up when he said this. What else could Zhong Yurong say?
In fact, Zhong Yurong had already regretted it a long time ago. Perhaps she shouldn't have persuaded Jiang Qiao to leave that stage...
"Okay, Mom supports you."
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Linhua University.
It's midsummer.
The scorching sun streamed through the window into the small space, making everything bright and hot.
In dormitory 588, the air conditioner is on to dispel the stuffy air.
Shi Chuan had just returned to the dormitory. The hair on his forehead was wet with sweat. He took off his shirt and prepared to take a cold shower.
His skin was extremely white, and the red mole on his abdomen was particularly conspicuous, inexplicably adding a touch of gorgeousness to his appearance.
Shi Mo, who was sitting in bed number three, put down his game controller and yawned. His eyes fell on Shi Chuan's well-defined abdominal muscles. He touched his flat belly and felt a pang in his heart. "No way, Shi Chuan, we eat the same food every day. I've never seen you exercise before, so how come you're the only one with abdominal muscles? I don't accept it!"
Shi Chuan glanced at him, as if stating some fact, "I eat three meals a day, and you eat five, but there's still a difference."
Shi Mo: ...Damn, it’s real (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
"You are the school hunk, I can't compare to you, okay? Today, a brave girl confessed to you downstairs, how can you be so lucky?" Shi Mo said with a pout, and stopped playing games.
Shi Chuan's eyes were dark, "If someone confesses their feelings to me again, just say I'm not here, and... my life isn't that good."
Shi Mo watched the game finish loading and picked up the controller again, ready to fight for 300 rounds. He agreed verbally, not noticing that something was wrong with Shi Chuan. "Got it. Next time someone confesses their love to you, I'll go for you."
Shi Chuan didn't respond. He had just packed his clothes and was about to go to the bathroom when the phone on the table next to him suddenly rang twice.
It was just a normal message alert tone, but Shi Chuan was stunned.
He has two WeChat accounts, one for daily work and social activities, and the other only has members of the Jiang family.
Perhaps because he thought of Jiang Qiao, Shi Chuan changed his WeChat account back when he came back from Ideal Building today.
So the message was sent to him by the Jiang family, which is different from usual.
It seemed like the Jiang family hadn't sent him any messages in a long time. It was true that Jiang's father and mother always focused on their biological daughter. He, an adopted son, was just an adopted son after all...
Shi Chuan couldn't help but walk over out of curiosity and picked up the phone to check.
It was sent by Jiang's mother.
There was a transfer message and another one with only a few words on it.
If your living expenses this month are not enough, tell me.
Shi Chuan stared at his phone and did not move.
Stood for a long time.
Shi Chuan confiscated the money. He knew that Jiang Qiao might have asked Jiang's mother to transfer the money, otherwise it would not be such a coincidence that Jiang's mother transferred the money as soon as Jiang Qiao came back.
Moreover, he has no shortage of money for a long time. He can earn more than he can spend in his lifetime from developing the game cabin.
Does he lack love? It seems not, the age of lacking love is over.
He still remembered the year when he was taken to the Jiang family by Jiang's father. The children in the orphanage all envied him, and Shi Chuan also felt lucky. He thought he would live a happy life in the Jiang family and would have the company of his parents like other children of his age.
But it was wrong in the end. He got nothing and his initial fantasy was shattered.
He never received love from beginning to end.
At first he thought that it was because of his new arrival that Jiang's father and mother were not used to it. Later, when he grew up a little, Shi Chuan realized that it was not that they were not used to it. His arrival was just a move by Jiang's father to gain a good reputation.
Shi Chuan typed a few words and replied: No need, I have money.
After sending the message, he changed his WeChat account and put his phone back on the table.
There was a noisy sound coming from outside the window, it was the chirping of cicadas, a sound unique to summer.
Shi Chuan turned on the shower head and let the cold water pour over his head. He finally became much more awake. The cold water droplets slid across his skin and he took a deep breath.
It's all over.
He will leave the Jiang family as soon as possible...
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