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And the man, as if knowing her temperament, deliberately said that.

Jiang Mian ignored him and turned to go to Lu Chaochi's room.

"Why is Mianmian here?!"

Lu Chaochi seemed to be doing something, but it was hard to say whether he was doing something bad.

As soon as Jiang Mian came in, the child hurriedly stuffed the things in his hands into the drawer.

Jiang Mian saw his actions, but she didn't intend to expose him or ask any further questions.

It's normal for children to have their own little secrets.

“But…” Lu Chaochi was a little confused, “Don’t you share a room with Dad?”

Jiang Mian sat on a small chair.

She was already thin, and when she sat in the children's chair, she shrank into a tiny ball.

Looks kinda cute.

Looking at her son's little face, Jiang Mian couldn't help but pull him over and hug him.

She said in a low voice, "He's kind of annoying."

Jiang Mian mumbled, her voice tinged with a hint of complaint.

The child's little hand gently patted the back of her hand, one pat at a time.

His voice even seemed to carry a sense of earnestness.

He even sighed like a little adult.

She said, "There's nothing I can do, he's just really annoying. Apart from those aunties who only care about looks and money, I've never met anyone who likes him."

Jiang Mian: "..."

She originally wanted to vent to her son and get some comfort.

But to my surprise, my son's response was more of a consolation than a comfort.

It's more like best friends... talking badly about each other?

“But he said my mother likes him.” Lu Chaochi said this with a sneer, his expression full of mockery.

"Anyway, I think he's lying. My mom is so nice, how could she possibly like him? He's just taking advantage of the fact that I can no longer ask my mom directly."

As Lu Chaochi spoke, he shook his head vigorously, still somewhat incredulous, "No, my mother definitely wouldn't like him. My mother wouldn't be that blind."

Jiang Mian felt as if she had been shot in the knee.

Even a five-year-old child could understand this, yet in my past life I was blinded by it all, acting on impulse.

However, what caught Jiang Mian's attention was...

"He told you? He said your mother likes him?" Jiang Mian was somewhat surprised. "I thought you didn't talk about her much."

Lu Chaochi sighed softly, "He usually doesn't talk to me. When I ask him, he won't answer me. But sometimes, he will talk to me a lot."

"Sometimes?" Jiang Mian asked.

"Hmm." Lu Chaochi pursed his lips and glanced cautiously in the direction of the door.

Then he leaned close to Jiang Mian's ear and whispered, "Uncle Song said that my father has some heart problems."

As Lu Chaochi said this, he gently pressed his small hand against his chest.

After a moment, Jiang Mian realized that the child probably meant to talk about mental illness.

However, children may not be able to understand everything that adults say.

They assumed it was a heart ailment.

Lu Chaochi is only five years old, so it's already quite remarkable that he can understand so clearly.

"Later, Uncle Song told me that if Dad didn't take his medicine and his condition wasn't right, he would become quite abnormal."

Lu Chaochi sighed like a little adult, "I guess it's unusual for him to talk to me about his mother."

Jiang Mian was somewhat speechless.

She thought to herself, "How could that be?" The father was telling the child about the mother.

Isn't this a perfectly normal thing?

but!

Jiang Mian's heart skipped a beat as a possibility suddenly occurred to her.

She had looked up information about the medication he was taking, and it was true that the medication suppressed a person's emotions.

What if this man's usual indifferent and calm demeanor, devoid of emotional fluctuations, is what's abnormal about him?

Is it a result of the medication?

"Mianmian?" Lu Chaochi noticed that Jiang Mian was a little distracted and called her name.

Jiang Mian: "It's okay, please continue."

"Hmm...it's nothing really. Actually, I quite like that kind of dad, he's like a real person."

"He would tell me about his mother, about her paintings, which are very beautiful. She used to paint for him as gifts, and she painted all four seasons. They are very pretty."

Jiang Mian's fingers trembled slightly.

"She said that her mother likes to grow flowers, especially irises, but complains that the flowering period is not long enough and that when they are not in bloom, they look like weeds."

"She planted roses and climbing roses, but they got spider mite infestation. One by one, they died in large numbers. She was afraid of insects and didn't dare to deal with it. In the end, her father had someone find a gardening company to come and take care of it."

Jiang Mian dared not make a sound, worried that her voice would tremble too much if she did.

Children don't lie.

And that man had no reason to lie to the child.

Lu Bozhou was the kind of person who wouldn't even bother to say a word.

So……

Did he see all the four seasons she painted?

When he saw her casual watercolor painting that time, his gaze was so deep.

He even told her that her drawing was good...did he see something?

That can't be right, how could that be? A normal person wouldn't even think that far.

But this man isn't a normal person either.

As for the spider mites, she really didn't know at the time, and she didn't know that the gardening company had come.

All she knew was that the spider slowly died after a while, and she thought it had been killed by the sun.

That's incredibly ignorant.

If Lu Chaochi hadn't told her this, she probably wouldn't have known any of this at all.

If I hadn't been given a second chance at life, I would never have known these things.

Even a kid as young as Lu Chaochi has rambled on about things that are miles away.

They even know to get back to the main topic.

He gently patted Jiang Mian's hand and said, "That's why nobody likes Dad."

Jiang Mian was still in a state of great shock because of what had been said earlier.

Hearing the child dart into a completely unrelated topic, yet managing to steer the conversation back on track, I found it rather endearing.

"If you like him, that would be great. But if you don't, that's perfectly normal, it's perfectly normal."

Lu Chaochi smiled, his eyes crinkling.

Jiang Mian asked, "Little Stone, what about you? Do you like your dad?"

Hearing his son's disdain for Lu Bozhou between the lines.

I thought he would hesitate for a moment, but to my surprise, the child did not hesitate at all.

His eyes crinkled into a smile, and he nodded without hesitation. "Yes, I like it. That's my dad."

Before Jiang Mian could even speak...

Lu Bozhou's voice came from the doorway, "What? I just teased you a few times. Is it really that big of a deal? You even came to Lu Chaochi to complain."

Jiang Mian was startled and suddenly looked towards the door.

Then I saw this man standing at the door.

He didn't even open the door fully, just a wide crack.

"You're not planning to make Lu Chaochi stop liking me, are you?"

Lu Bozhou's voice was indifferent.

Jiang Mian said, "President Lu, you're overthinking it. I didn't mean that!"

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