Pan Shu looked puzzled, "No."
She is not a money-giving kid.
It was just that I felt a little pity for him.
Jiang Chen didn't take the card, but asked cautiously, "So, sister, are you supporting me?"
After saying this, the boy's soft and long eyelashes trembled slightly like a butterfly, and he pursed his lips shyly. The dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible on his snow-white face.
Pan Shu asked with a half-smile, "Are you willing?"
She thought he would say no.
But the boy was silent for two seconds, as if he had made up his mind, and nodded slightly.
How could I not be willing?
He was almost going crazy with joy.
Ban Shu chuckled, leaned over and ruffled his soft hair, and smiled faintly, "What are you thinking about? Study hard."
Jiang Chen said "Oh" a little disappointedly.
He didn't ask for the card.
Jiang Chen has grown up and can make money on his own.
"Were you adopted later?" Pan Shu was very curious.
The boy is well-behaved and gentle. There must be many families who would like such a sensible and obedient child.
Jiang Chen's breath hitched.
He shook his head. "No, sometimes being adopted isn't a good thing. Sister, not many children are as lucky as Jiang Zhao to meet you."
When he was young, Jiang Chen always felt that he was lucky every day.
He is easily satisfied.
That old drunk might forget to beat him up one day, and Jiang Chen would feel lucky.
Jiang Chen would feel lucky to be able to eat some leftovers.
Even when he thinks of his name every day, Jiang Chen feels that he is the luckiest child in the world.
But--
It was ten years later that Jiang Chen finally admitted it.
In fact, he was not lucky at all.
Really lucky.
It’s Jiang Zhao.
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