When Jiang Yao left Jiang Ao's room, the words Jiang Ao said echoed in his mind for a long time.
——Don’t let yourself suffer any loss, remember?
Jiang Ao is really good to her. Although Jiang Shu, Jiang Xing and Jiang Yu are all granddaughters like her, Jiang Ao thinks more about her because she has no parents.
In particular, Jiang Ao said that if Jiang Shu bullied her, she didn't have to worry about anyone fighting back.
So the original owner had been bullied by Jiang Shu for so many years. In fact, Jiang Ao knew it, but he just didn't say it because he was afraid that when he was old and gone, no one would protect the original owner, so he always hoped that the original owner could protect herself.
And if Jiang Ao really didn't protect the original owner at all, how could the original owner have grown up healthily after so many years of bullying?
Jiang Ao's love was so deep that the original owner, that idiot, never understood it until his death.
Jiang Yao didn't know how long he stood under the eaves until he saw a wheelchair in his blurry vision.
Su Qianji saw Jiang Yao standing there and asked Langqi to push him over. Halfway there, he noticed the girl standing under the eaves with tears in her eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly moved the wheelchair closer.
"Jiang Yao, what's wrong with you?"
——What's wrong with me? Nothing's wrong with me.
Jiang Yao was stunned and suddenly felt her face was a little wet. She raised her hand and touched it, and she found that she was actually crying.
"Oh, the wind is so strong."
Su Qianji knew she was lying, and his handsome eyebrows were instantly twisted together, with an unhappy expression.
Jiang Yao quickly wiped away her tears and put on a smile: "The wind was too strong and the sun was too bright, so I cried. I've wiped them away."
Ever since she was asked to wash her hands and face after sneezing last time, Jiang Yao has been carrying a handkerchief with her, and she wipes her tears until her face turns red.
Su Qianji looked at it and his eyes became unbearable: "Stop wiping it."
Jiang Yao's hands froze and he looked at him in confusion.
"You're blushing."
--so what?
Su Qianji didn't say anything, just looked at her.
After a few breaths, Jiang Yao reacted and found that one side of her face was red, while the other side was not.
OCD is unbearable.
Jiang Yao's mouth twitched, he put away his handkerchief, walked around behind him and pushed the wheelchair.
——You won’t be able to see it like this anymore. Not only does he have mysophobia, but he also has obsessive-compulsive disorder. It’s annoying.
However, after Su Qianji's commotion, her mood improved a lot.
I looked back and prayed silently in my heart: Grandpa, I hope you will live a long life. When I come back, I will be a good granddaughter and be filial to you.
"Master Su, are you going back?"
Su Qianji uttered a "hmm" through his nasal sound.
After a while, he asked, "How is Master Jiang doing?"
Jiang Yao was very surprised that Su Qianji cared about Jiang Ao's health, but then he thought that since he was a guest at home, it was normal to care about the host.
"My grandfather is in good health."
Jiang Yao replied perfunctorily, but felt that Su Qianji's question was unnecessary.
This kind of verbal concern really doesn't seem like Su Qianji's style. With a cold and domineering personality like him, he should be like, "Is the old man not feeling well? Come, give him the health-preserving holy product I have treasured for many years."
The wheelchair made a sound as it rolled on the stones, which just covered up the laughter coming from the man's chest.
After a moment, Su Qianji cleared his throat and asked loudly, "Is the old man not feeling well?"
Jiang Yao: “? Huh?”
"Langqi."
"master."
"Give the Ice Purple River that I brought with me and have treasured for many years to the old man."
Lang Qi: "Huh?"
Jiang Yao: “Ah?”
Su Qianji looked serious and turned to look at Lang Qi: "Any objections?"
Langqi swallowed his saliva. This was a threat, a naked threat.
"I have no objection, but Master, the Ice Purple River takes a month to grow, and we've only been here for a year, so how can we say it's been treasured for years?"
As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller. Lang Qi shrank his neck. The invisible pressure was too strong and he didn't dare to say anything more.
"I'll send it to Master Jiang when I get back." Finally, he asked, "Is it for Master Jiang?"
Su Qianji was getting more and more impatient: "What do you think?"
It’s no wonder that Langqi didn’t understand it clearly. He knew Su Qianji, but he didn’t understand the current Su Qianji at all.
"I. I understand."
The girl who was pushing the wheelchair with her stiff arms was already dumbfounded.
"Jiang Yao, Bing Zihe. Do you want it?"
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you very much, Master Su."
Jiang Yao hurriedly thanked him, fearing that Su Qianji would regret it.
That's Bing Zihe. Jiuli Medical Book records that Bing Zihe can prolong life. One pill can extend your life by ten years, and that's the real deal.
How could she not want such a good thing? If Jiang Ao ate it, his physical fitness would improve a little. Regardless of whether the ten-year lifespan was real or not, it was definitely good for the body.
——But why did Suku Chisai say exactly the same thing as what I was thinking? Could it be...
Her hands unconsciously clenched the armrest, she was extremely panicked.
——Could it be that Su Chiji can hear other people’s thoughts?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yao leaned forward slightly and looked at the man's face from the side. His chiseled features were cold and stern, and his expression was as aloof as ever.
Can he really hear my heart?
Jiang Yao stared at the man's hand on the armrest in confusion and decided to give it a try.
——Sukushi Chiji, you turtle bastard, you big idiot, big pervert and big devil, when I become successful one day, the first thing I will do is to dress dirty, with my hair all over the place, and then come to you to drive your obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.
She felt so good cursing in her heart, but the man's hand didn't move at all. You know, Su Qianji has a bad temper and will pinch the armrest of the wheelchair when he is angry.
——Oh, I really thought too much. How could Su Qianji hear other people's thoughts? I don't believe that those who serve him have never cursed him in their hearts in front of him. With Su Qianji's petty temper, if he heard it, he would have killed them long ago.
——Jiang Yao, ah Jiang Yao, although there are Jiuli medical skills and the Black and White Impermanence here, there are no such anti-human existences. You are really overthinking it.
"Master, Jiang Weiyan is over there."
Lang Qi was just about to say that Jiang Weiyan was waiting to take them there, but when he saw him, he was frightened to death.
Su Qianji's expression was extremely cold, his lips were bent into a line, and the coldness in his eyes was so chilling that it chilled one's bones at a glance.
He could see that his master was trying his best to suppress his anger, and he didn't even hold the armrest of the wheelchair, but holding his breath like that wasn't his master's style, was it?
"Master Su, you have to leave now."
Jiang Weiyan and the Jiang family were waiting at the door, except Jiang Ao.
Su Qianji looked at it lightly.
Jiang Weiyan and the others' legs went weak and their faces turned pale with fear.
"Su. Master Su."
Jiang Yao didn't understand why everyone in the Jiang family was so afraid of Su Qianji. She secretly bent down to take a look, and this look made her heart jump to her throat.
——Oh my god, Su Qianji looks so scary right now.
She didn't dare to speak and stood quietly behind the wheelchair, breathing heavily.
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