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"Miss Jiang, this little girl is..."

Uncle Zhou's fingers trembled as he determined from the pink puffy skirt that Jiang Wan was holding a girl.

Most older people like children. Before Jiang Wan could answer, Uncle Zhou said with a distressed look on his face: "What happened to this child? How did his face become so ruined?"

After saying that, he folded up the blanket on the sofa and motioned Jiang Wan to put the person on the sofa first.

"Miss Jiang, put her down quickly. The child is quite heavy."

Jiang Wan smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, Uncle Zhou, she's not heavy."

The little girl in his arms was so skinny that Jiang Wan could feel the protruding bones around her waist.

She was at the age when she should be growing up, but her own brother used her as a bargaining chip to make money. He gave her to a bloodthirsty monster and forced her to become its vessel.

If she wakes up and knows that she has become an accomplice of the monster, she doesn't know how painful it will be.

Jiang Wan gently placed the person on the sofa.

Uncle Zhou ran over and brought a hot towel, carefully wiped away the blood scabs on the little girl's face, revealing her mottled little face.

Uncle Zhou said distressedly as he wiped it: "How could such a lovely girl get her face like this?"

"Ugh……"

He couldn't stop sighing.

Jiang Wan drank a glass of water and felt his dry throat was much moistened.

"She was used as a vessel by the monster, and this injury was also caused by the monster. When I rescued her, her face was already like this."

Jiang Wan explained the matter in a few words. She deliberately omitted a part and told a white lie.

How else to explain how she easily defeated the big demon?

If this matter were known by people who were familiar with the original owner, it would definitely arouse their suspicion.

After hearing this explanation, Uncle Zhou quickly imagined a monster in his mind - because he was too ugly, he wanted to disfigure the pretty little girl's face.

Jiang Wan didn't care what he thought, put down the cup, turned around and went upstairs.

The little girl's face had just ordinary flesh wounds, which would heal quickly with ointment and would not leave scars.

What Jiang Wan is thinking about now is the person lying upstairs.

Both Jiang's mother and old man Jiang were guarding in the room, and the latter hadn't closed his eyes at all, waiting for Jiang Wan to come back.

Mother Jiang fell asleep. Jiang Wan lowered his voice and whispered to Grandpa Jiang: "Grandpa Jiang, you take a nap. I'll take care of him."

Mr. Jiang waved his hand and asked her with concern: "How are you? Are you injured?"

Jiang Wan shook his head slightly and looked for the white puppy in the room in the dark.

The puppy curled up next to Jiang Zhinian with his eyes closed.

It must be that Mr. Jiang's method worked, Jiang Zhinian's soul fell into a coma.

Jiang's mother sat beside Jiang Zhinian's bed. Jiang Wan didn't want to interfere, so she sat down on a chair by the window.

There were still a few hours until sunrise, so she lay down on the table and took a nap.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the window onto Jiang Zhinian's face.

Jiang's mother looked anxiously at the bowl of blood on the bedside, only to find that the bowl was already empty.

But the person on the bed still didn't wake up.

Jiang's mother collapsed. She held Jiang Zhinian's hand and tears instantly flowed down her cheeks. "Dad, why hasn't Zhinian woken up yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his palm being gently touched.

"Hands...hands moved!"

Jiang's mother burst into laughter and wiped away her tears with her free hand, waiting expectantly for her son to open his eyes.

Jiang Wan had woken up by now. She sat quietly by the window, like a quiet statue of a beauty.

This was the scene Jiang Zhinian saw when he opened his eyes.

The girl had cold eyebrows and eyes, but an extremely bright face. She sat there with her back to the morning light, looking calm and indifferent, not like an ordinary person.

It seemed as if her skirt would flutter and she would fly away in the next second.

Jiang Zhinian felt inexplicably panicked, as if he couldn't catch her.

Jiang Wan also looked at him and stared at him blankly.

until--

"Zhi Nian, my poor child, you finally woke up. What would I do if something happened to you?"

Just like a scene in a TV drama, Jiang's mother tightly held Jiang Zhinian's arm and cried with joy.

Jiang Wan withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes to look at the smooth floor.

In a sense, she and the fragments are still just strangers.

He has his own life and family.

Old Master Jiang saw both of their reactions. He made the excuse that he had a backache and asked Mother Jiang to help him to rest.

Jiang's mother naturally didn't want to leave her son, as he had just been to the gates of hell and finally woke up.

But Uncle Zhou was not there, so she had to get up reluctantly and walked out supporting the old man, looking back every few steps.

"Yuehua, let's go first and let those two kids talk."

Jiang's mother was a little confused, because she didn't stop them from talking.

"Dad, what do you mean?"

When Mr. Jiang left the house, he didn't seem to have back pain at all. He walked faster than Mother Jiang. He said with a smile, "Yuehua, can't you see the affection between these two children?"

After Mr. Jiang's guidance, something in Jiang's mother's brain finally came around and she figured out the key.

After she figured it out, her expression froze for a moment, and a bit of shame appeared on her face, "Then didn't I just take up Wan'er's place? It's all my fault for being too excited. If you hadn't reminded me, I don't know how long I would have been a light bulb."

Old Master Jiang disagreed with her words. He said, "You are Zhinian's mother. How can you take up a position? What are you talking about? If Wan'er hears it, won't it make things difficult for her?"

Jiang's mother also realized her mistake and her face turned redder. She said ashamedly, "Dad, that's not what I meant. I'm just happy. I'm happy that Zhinian finally has a companion."

Mr. Jiang didn't say anything, and he didn't feel comfortable saying anything else.

His daughter-in-law was a kind-hearted woman. Ever since Yunzhong passed away, she had been unwilling to remarry and had become a widow at a young age. Naturally, she valued her only son more than her own eyes.

She just needed to learn the one thing every parent needs to learn, which is to let go.

After helping the old man back to his room, Jiang's mother went back to her own room and closed the door.

She needs to think about it carefully.

……

"Why don't you look up at me?"

A low, hoarse male voice floated into my ears, and I could hear the grievance in his words.

There was a shadow covering the sky above, and Jiang Wan's eyelashes trembled nervously.

She raised her eyes and met a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes.

The handsome and charming face enlarged in front of Jiang Wan's eyes. Every part of the face seemed to have been carefully carved, without a single flaw.

The teardrop mole under his right eye was very eye-catching. The red color quickly spread through Jiang Wan's eyes and into her flowing blood, bringing a little warmth.

"I'm looking at you."

Her voice was very soft, as soft as a feather, brushing across Jiang Zhinian's heart.

He was helpless and couldn't say a word in rebuttal.