summer love

Chapter 86 Three Wishes
On Fang Yuhuan's birthday, Jiang Chuanyao was called back to Jiang's house by Jiang He.

It was just after nightfall when he returned to Jiang's house. At seven o'clock in the evening, the first floor of Jiang's house was brightly lit.

The snow in Nanshan Garden is a little cleaner than other places, especially when stepping on the steps of Jiangjia, every floor tile is so clean that there is no trace of footprints.

However, this home is full of decay from the inside out.

Especially in the cold winter, the sycamore trees block the sunlight, only sparse light passes through the glazed glass windows, and the air and dust slowly float through the shimmering light, silent and depressed.

The temperament of a home is basically determined by the hostess, because the host's affection for the home can only bring benefits to him in this home.

Call him back to Jiang's house today, Jiang Heming is naturally at home, sitting opposite Zhong Ling eating a bowl of soup.

After Yunlai's trip, Zhong Ling stayed in the nursing home for a long time, and only came out of it last month.She turned her head to look at him, with less resentment in her eyes and a little more bewilderment.

It wasn't that she had changed, but that the drugs had taken hold of her nerves and dulled her feelings.

Compared to Jiang Heming, Zhong Ling was the first to call out his name: "Yaoyao..."

Jiang Chuanyao paused, turned around with one hand in his trouser pocket, looked at Zhong Ling strangely, and Zhong Ling looked at him equally strangely and blankly.

There was no embarrassment on her face, but surprise, as if confused why she called him that.

After a long time, she lowered her voice and said, "Have you had dinner yet? Why don't you eat some more like your father?"

Jiang Chuanyao: "..."

What the hell, I haven't seen such a scene in memory for a long time.Jiang Chuanyao remembers things very early, and he can basically remember things after he was two years old.Before he was seven years old, everything was normal for him in this family, and Zhong Ling treated him like a normal mother, even if he didn't have much love in his eyes, he still did his duty as a mother.

When he was seven years old, Zhong Ling had a serious illness, and then he was sent to a full-time care school.

Afterwards, Zhong Ling fell ill from time to time, indifferent when normal, and crazy when abnormal, but rarely as dull and weird as now.

Jiang Chuanyao walked to the dining table, and there was a new servant at home, who was also silent.

After the age of seven, Jiang Chuanyao had no idea about the servants and aunts at home. Only Aunt Li and Uncle Li in Ronghu Jiuli had really had feelings for him, but they left Jiang's house when he went to boarding school.

In the Jiang family, it is not very important to know how to do things, but to be able to behave.

The "knowledge of being a human being" that Jiang Heming requires is not Linglong's quick hands and feet, but always closing his mouth and ears properly.

Zhong Ling raised his eyes to look at him, the original Ling Ran in his eyes was gone, and there was an inexplicable trace of longing in his eyes.

Under Zhong Ling's longing eyes, Jiang Chuanyao sat down.

A bowl of lotus seed and lily soup was placed in front of him.

There are unremoved meals and soup on the table, and the chopsticks are almost never touched.

Jiang Chuanyao didn't look at Jiang Heming, but looked at Zhong Ling. Zhong Ling smiled vainly at him, and said, "Yaoyao, why are you so disobedient? If you don't like your fiancée at home, work will be arranged for you at home." If you don't do it, how can you be so disobedient?"

Jiang Chuanyao's eyes flickered slightly, showing scrutiny.The temperament is quiet and compelling.

Zhong Ling finally sank down, and said again: "You child, you were naughty when you were young."

What nonsense is Zhong Ling talking about?

She used to be emotionally ill, but now she is mentally ill?He was not a naughty kid at all when he was a child.

When he was a child in Jiang's house, he was always lonely and reticent. His favorite thing to do every day was to draw pictures... He was very sensitive to colors when he was a child, and he was very good at drawing, drawing characters easily.At that time, some people visited Zhong Ling, and they all praised him for having inherited Zhong Ling's talent, and he would be a very talented painter in the future.

People have changed a lot. He thought he was always drawing when he was a child, but he hasn't held a paintbrush for many years.Painting is too much to immerse and relax the mind.For him, both immersion and relaxation are dangerous things.

"You'll finish eating later, come find me in the study." Jiang Heming put down his chopsticks and ordered.

Jiang Chuanyao had no appetite to eat this bowl of lotus seed and lily soup, so he put down the spoon in his hand.

On the opposite side, Zhong Ling panicked, "Why don't you eat a single bite?"

Jiang Chuanyao didn't understand what Zhong Ling was playing. The best way to survive in this family was to separate himself from it.

But Zhong Ling's complexion looked too fragile. She was originally thin, and after a serious illness, she was even more emaciated. The veins on the back of her hands were exposed, and her hand bones were prominent.

Jiang Chuanyao put away the inquiry in his eyes and asked, "How is your health recently?"

Zhong Ling spoke slowly: "It's pretty good...but I don't remember much, and I don't know what to do."

Standing beside Zhong Ling, Jiang Chuanyao raised his hand lightly, and landed on the back of the chair where Zhong Ling was sitting. He casually advised, "Then take good care of your health, and you don't have to worry about my affairs."

Zhong Ling opened his mouth.

Jiang Chuanyao stood up straight and went down to the basement.
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Jiang Heming's study is on the basement floor of Jiang's house facing north. The whole house of Jiang's house faces north, but the terrain is lower in the south and higher in the north.Two basements were dug in the north corner.Jiang Heming is on the top of the study, and below are his various collections.

He was sitting on the executive chair, with a landscape painting hung high behind him, and a woman's back was vaguely outlined in the shadowy landscape painting.

Jiang Chuanyao didn't come to Jiang Heming's study a few times; the last time he came, this landscape painting was still missing.

"I begged for this from your uncle. Like the one in the living room, he painted it himself." Jiang Heming took the initiative to explain, and joked, "He used to love ink painting very much. If he hadn't been admitted to the School of Political Science and Law , he may be a painting teacher now."

Jiang Chuanyao stood beside the big bookshelf in a dignified figure, and looked at the types of books Jiang Heming usually read, all of which were economic and political.

When the industry develops to a certain height, it becomes difficult to separate economics from politics.

"You are admitted to the procuratorate this time, he allows you to do what you want, but you have to know how to do it..."

The corner of Jiang Chuanyao's mouth twitched casually, and he didn't care what Jiang Heming was talking about.When he was about to reach adulthood, Jiang Heming never concealed the fact that he was not born of him.

Why he is in the Jiang family, because he is the illegitimate son of Jiang Xiaoxin and a woman outside. Jiang Xiaoxin's smooth promotion is not only because of his excellent ability, but also because Jiang Xiaoxin has been favored by the daughter of a high-ranking official.

Jiang Heming and Zhong Ling adopted him for the sake of wealth, perfectly covering up his image and future for Jiang Xiaoxin.

He became the son of Jiang Heming and Zhong Ling, Jiang Jiang was originally a family anyway.

Jiang Xiaoxin also has an only daughter, who was sent abroad when she was young, and her wife is already a Canadian registered permanent residence.Jiang Xiaoxin also wanted to send him abroad, but Jiang Heming did everything possible to keep him.

By keeping him, the Jiang family's wealth will be temporarily kept.

However, this wealth will be taken back sooner or later——

The bright see in the invisible, the wise worry in the unborn.

How could Jiang Heming not understand the truth that "a tree that is as good as the forest will be destroyed by the wind".

The Jiang family has already expanded their overseas business, but they just kept it from Jiang Xiaoxin.

If Jiang Heming and Jiang Xiaoxin were of one mind before, they are not now.Jiang Xiaoxin may have also noticed that Jiang Heming and him are not on the same mind, and he repeatedly threatened Jiang Heming to stop when enough is enough.

How could Jiang Heming give up the business map he had worked so hard to build.

Even back then for...

Jiang Heming asked about an unrelated matter: "Lin Chunsheng had an accident, did you know about it?"

Jiang Chuanyao lowered his hands lazily, and replied, "How would I know?"

Jiang Heming: "Lin Chunsheng's daughter, you rejected her."

Jiang Chuanyao said lightly: "I refused Lin Chun to give birth to a daughter because I don't like her, there is no other reason."

Jiang Heming snorted, apparently in disbelief, pulled out the drawer and threw out a stack of documents, pointing to it and asking, "Then what happened to those car watches of yours? You asked Secretary Lu to buy them for you, and then you asked someone to sell them." "What the hell are you doing!"

Jiang Chuanyao spread his hands and said apologetically, "I did a little business with my friends in private, and if I lost money, I used my car watch to make up for it."

"Aren't you not interested in doing business?"

Jiang Chuanyao is still the second generation ancestor's unreliable way of speaking: "I am not interested in doing business, but investment is different. There are a few similar people in the circle who don't play some investment."

Jiang Heming handed the copy of the resale agreement to Jiang Chuanyao: "You are interested in investing, why don't you come and ask me?"

Jiang Chuanyao said lightly: "The fields I invest in are different from yours, and they are all young industries."

Jiang Heming rolled his eyes, as if he was judging Jiang Chuanyao's words.He didn't believe that Jiang Chuanyao would want to leave the family.

No son... no one would be willing to give up.

For Jiang Chuanyao, Jiang Heming's understanding is that he is still in the rebellious stage.Just like he has always known Jiang Chuanyao, he rebelled in junior high school; at that time, his "father" helped settle the matter between him and the Zhao family.

The more unreliable Jiang Chuanyao's performance was, the more at ease he felt about Jiang Chuanyao.

The little money Jiang Chuanyao asked for was nothing to him at all.He couldn't be too wronged by Jiang Xiaoxin's son, who basically responded to Jiang Chuanyao's requests.

If Jiang Chuanyao had the heart to eat inside and outside, he would be hard to guard against.

In the end, Jiang Chuanyao walked out of Jiang Heming's study, and Jiang Heming tentatively said something: "Lin Chunsheng had an accident. It is said that the central inspection team came down. They have a list in their hands and will check them one by one... You entered the Lan City Procuratorate, you know Is this a thing?"

Jiang Chuanyao turned his back to Jiang Heming, his shoulders were straight and stylish: "You think highly of me, how can a bastard like me know this."

Jiang Chuanyao came up from the study room, and Zhong Ling was still sitting alone on the sofa in the living room. Jiang Chuanyao glanced at her, and Zhong Ling also looked back at him: "Aren't you staying here at night?"

Jiang Chuanyao: "I have something to do, go back to Lan City."

He walked out of the gate of Jiang's house, and a cold figure came into his sight.

It's Xiao Rong.

"Hi, Professor Xiao."

"I'm coming to see Teacher Zhong." Xiao Rong greeted him, walked past him, and stepped up the steps of Jiang's house.

The wind howled, Xiao Rong's face was as cold as the moonlight in the sky.

Jiang Chuanyao turned his head and looked closely. Xiao Rong's thin body and frame were calm, and he was actually very similar to someone.
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Jiang Chuanyao called Bai Mang, and was going to take her back to school.

Bai Mang received a call from Jiang Chuanyao, and he was already on the way.

After the imperial concubine's birthday party was over, she and Fang Zixin took a taxi from Ning City back to the Southeast University Town of Lan City.

Before getting out of the car, each took a cake.

Fang Zixin got out of the car before her, and Bai Mang asked the driver to park the car at the west gate of Lanshi. When she opened the door and got out, a cold and gentle face unexpectedly appeared not far away.

Jiang Chuanyao stood alone in the night, looking both cold and warm.

Bai Mang waited for him to come.

When Jiang Chuanyao stepped forward, she saw the smile on his face from a close distance, and it became warmer.

"Why did we meet again?"

The corners of Jiang Chuanyao's lips turned up, and his smile became more obvious: "I didn't meet you by chance, but I met you on purpose."

Bai Mang raised his head slightly, and said deliberately ignorantly: "I didn't expect you to be such an obsessive boyfriend."

Jiang Chuanyao hummed lightly, and honestly admitted: "It seems to be a little more annoying than expected."

The two stood facing each other. Jiang Chuanyao was wearing a long black down windproof jacket, which was open, and a beige sweater inside. Compared with Jiang Chuanyao in a coat, today's Jiang Chuanyao looked like a handsome campus guy no matter what he was wearing or how he looked.

White mans feet are wearing short boots, and he is wearing short down and jeans, with wide cuffs, a black sweater at the cuffs, and loose jeans.

Compared with summer, the thick winter clothes made Bai Mang wear half of himself.

Bai Mang and Jiang Chuanyao walked into the university town together, and Jiang Chuanyao had nothing to do with her, but just came to accompany her for a short walk.

The cold wind blows across the long and narrow campus paths at night, and the half moon above the head is shining.

Baimang's fair face unconsciously added a little smile.

After the excitement, I am most afraid of loneliness.

Yesterday I participated in the press conference of Bai Hui's works, and today I celebrated Fang Yuhuan's birthday. When Fang Zixin got off the car, Bai Mang felt a little melancholy.

Although Fang Zixin was all chattering in the car when he came back.

She was quiet almost the entire time.

What Fang Zixin talked about was naturally about the Lin family's affairs. Apart from gloating at the beginning, she also revealed a trace of complicated emotions while talking.There are regrets and sighs, not for the arrogant Lin family, but for the family and personal fate.

"Although Ding Mingwei is better in education, but in terms of behavior...my concubine does not know how much she rapes Ding Mingwei...I believe my family will be able to rise up, but it is hard to say for the Lin family. Lin Chunsheng is the big tree of the Lin family, and Ding Mingwei is the vine that twines around the tree. When the tree falls, the vines will fall too."

"The noble concubine and Lao Ding are not the relationship between trees and vines! Why does Lao Ding love me, because Lao Ding knows that this family depends not on him but on my mother!"

"As for Lin Zhi and Lin Sheng, if something happened to the Lin family, the impact on Lin Zhi must be greater than that on Lin Sheng."

"I don't know if the Lin family will collapse or not, but when the verdict comes down, it will definitely fade away. …

Fang Zixin analyzed left and right, and felt that Fang Yuhuan still managed a family in the old man's accident, which is awesome.

"Baimang, what do you think?" Fang Zixin asked her thought after finishing speaking.

Perhaps her silence seemed to make Fang Zixin slightly unhappy.

Bai Mang felt that Fang Zixin might not be ignorant of Fang Yuhuan's ability, but it was just that he was too outspoken to save face.

"Of course, your mother is amazing."

……

……

"Baimang, let's do a genetic test together tomorrow." Jiang Chuanyao suddenly suggested that he had already sent her downstairs, and his calm words blew into Baimang's ears amidst the wind.

Bai Mang raised his face in astonishment.

Jiang Chuanyao remained calm and explained the reason: "Perhaps, we are not?"

Bai Mang: "..."

After a while, "What if?"

Jiang Chuanyao wanted to reach out and put his hand on Baimang's shoulder.

"You still care about this, right?" Bai Mang had already taken a step back.

Jiang Chuanyao put down his hand.

"I just don't like it...indistinct," he said.

Bai Mang pursed his lips, his eyes were black and white without any hesitation, open and clear.

"Then let's pretend it's not." She said a fact lightly and indifferently, "We have nothing to do with each other. You are the Jiang family in Ningcheng, and I am Baimang in Yuncheng... If you feel inappropriate, feel free to let me know." Suspicion, we can do genetic testing, but with proof, we may be done."

"Once people are suspicious, there are no secrets. Maybe today it is just a secret for the two of us, but soon it will become a secret for those around us, and then it will be a secret for many people."

"Do you want our relationship to become a secret to many people?" Bai Mang asked Jiang Chuanyao forcefully and proudly.

Jiang Chuanyao didn't panic, and looked at her alone with his face as usual, his eyes were as clear as a deep winter night, lofty and hard.

Immediately, the tall man gathered the down jacket on his body, took a step forward, slightly tilted his head next to her ear, and with a soft snort, he clearly uttered a counterattack in her ear: "Don't be sorry! I do aggressive methods."

Bai Mang wanted to move forward.

Jiang Chuanyao took her hand, and stuffed a box or something into her padded jacket pocket.

"Since you don't want to, pretend I didn't say it."

Jiang Chuanyao took a long leg and left quickly, his back quickly blending into and disappearing in this obsessive night.

Bai Mang stayed on the steps of the dormitory for a while, since his mood was a little bit up and down.

She analyzed him in her heart.

Jiang Chuanyao had a relationship with her on campus. His feelings were fierce and hard, but he was not the rebellious and bright young boy type that can be seen everywhere on campus. Just like Jiang Chuanyao's rebellion was never done rashly, but A silent long simmering.
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Back in the dormitory, she brought the cake to Gu Jie.

When I came to the balcony outside the dormitory, I took out the box from my pocket.

The box was opened, and there was an extremely expensive watch inside.

"Damn it, is it Lover's Bridge in your hand?" Gu Jie appeared at some point when she stretched out her hand, pointing at the watch in the box in disbelief, "Is it real?"

Bai Mang glanced at his watch: "...it should be real."

Gu Jie leaned over and said sourly, "It's a birthday cake and a present again. It's your birthday today."

"No." Bai Mang closed the box and walked back to the dormitory. After taking two steps, she turned around and Gu Jie said, "I'll go out for a while... I won't sleep in the dormitory at night."

"where did you go."

"Return the watch."

Gu Jie: ...you're lying to a child!
Baimang came out of the dormitory and arrived at Jiang Chuanyao's place. It was only a quarter to ten o'clock.

She rang Jiang Chuanyao's doorbell.

She also entered her fingerprints and knew the password for his residence.

But to be polite, I still ring the doorbell, because so far, she and he are still outsiders.

Jiang Chuanyao came out to open the door. He had already washed up, and he was extremely refreshed.

"Bai...mang..."

The simple voice was suddenly sealed by the girl's lips.

Baimang put both hands on Jiang Chuanyao's shoulders, resting on his toes, almost hanging on his body, then raised one hand and forcibly knocked off the opponent's head.

"...you want to see me again so soon?" Jiang Chuanyao picked her up.

The body is pressed tightly, and the heartbeat is pounding through the chest.

"I don't want to see you, but I'm afraid you'll regret it... so if we do something, we won't regret it?" The clear, girlish voice was so seductive and deadly.

She was so relaxed and vicious, as if she had lit a match in his heart with her well-intentioned negotiating gesture.

"So I don't want to see you, but I want you."

With a stabbing sound, Jiang Chuanyao felt that his whole heart and lungs were about to explode...

　See you~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)