Make cards, I am your ancestor!

Chapter 61 This is the last side left by your Ajaan

"Surprised, your eldest grandson has come to the border city!"

Zero Dan didn't suddenly sound an alarm in Wen Jiang's head until he was approaching the hotel.

Ask Jiang to be silent for a few moments. In fact, Lingdan didn't need to call the police. She was already sensitively aware that someone's eyes were fixed on her.

She looked up and saw Song Yingshen's profile from the corner of the car window on the street.

He also knew that he was wearing a mask to slightly cover his face, but his eyes were staring at Wen Jiang. It had been a long time since he had seen him, and it seemed that he had to read a lot now.

Wen Jiang thought about it, and said to An Fuxue: "You go back to the hotel first, and I will take care of something."

Anfu Xueren still knows how to measure, and he didn't ask Jiang what he was going to do when he heard the words, he just said obediently: "Okay, then I'll go back first, and make an appointment for dinner later."

Wen Jiang nodded with a smile.

Then as soon as he turned his head, his expression suddenly turned cold, showing obvious impatience.

He even strode toward Song Yingchen in strides.

"She's here, she's here!!"

For some reason, Meng Qi was more nervous than Song Yingshen. He always felt that the girl who walked over had a murderous look on her face, which made his little heart thump.

Obviously he is also a Grade A Spirit Card Master himself.

Song Yingshen was still holding his breath, if he ignored his clenched wrists and his intentionally lowered eyes.

Wen Jiang came to the car window, and asked straight to the point: "What do you want to do? Is it because I didn't understand enough from my previous performance?"

Meng Qi poked his head out of the driver's seat in a friendly manner, and asked with a playful smile, "Miss, why don't you get in the car and talk to the young master?"

Wen Jiang glanced at Meng Qi, Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately retracted his head.

Song Yingshen's joints turned white, he raised his head, and asked stubbornly: "You want to break up with me?"

"Hey, break up?" Wen Jiang almost laughed out loud when he heard this: "Oh my God, so you old man thought we were in a relationship before? Are you okay? Who is in a relationship? It's like you, acting like a shady mouse."

She lowered her head, said every word, her voice was cold and piercing: "I want someone by my side but I can't let go of face, and I have to be you, Young Master Song, look at the scar on my face."

In fact, the scar is no longer visible, Wen Jiang pointed to his face, Song Yingshen looked down, as if he could see the original scar, his heart suddenly seemed to be cut by someone, and there was a burst of unspeakable pain guilt.

"It's not thanks to you. If it wasn't for you, that stupid Wu Fanjia wouldn't bother your father and me." Wen Jiang said in a poisonous tone: "When you return to the Song family, you can't even protect people. The useless one refers to you, a person like you is still worthy of a relationship? Find a time to shave or become a monk and save yourself."

Anyway, the original owner is dead, so ask Jiang to scold him whatever he wants.

When a person dies, he knows that he has come to cry at the grave. Why didn't he pay so much attention before?
Sure enough, it's a cheap thing.

It sounded like Meng Qi was going out of his body.

He couldn't believe that such vicious words would come out of Wen Jiang's mouth, and tremblingly looked at Song Yingchen.

Song Yingshen's blood was completely gone after being scolded.

In an instant, the circles of his eyes turned red, and there was a moist light in his eyes. He looked a little aggrieved, and even his voice became choked up: "You're not A-Jiang, A-Jiang, she wouldn't scold me like that."

"Yes, of course I'm not A-Jiang." Asked Jiang followed his words, she stood up, and condescendingly turned Song Yingchen: "A-Jiang is dead, listen clearly, that A-Jiang who likes you, She is already dead, she was killed by your own hands, if it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have come to the Imperial City, wouldn't have entered that school, and she wouldn't have been killed by others."

"She's dead, don't cry in front of me, I'll only be annoying."

Song Yingshen only felt the pain in his heart as if being torn apart. Looking at Wen Jiang's face, he felt so strange. The mean Song Yingchen she said couldn't believe that it could come from Wen Jiang's mouth. .

His palm was tightly strangled, he stared at Wen Jiang, his eyes were red, he looked a little aggrieved, but Wen Jiang didn't move at all.

Ling Dan was even more frantic and encouraged: "The emotions are almost in place, hurry up and curse a few more words!!"

"Don't put on such a pitiful look. What were you doing when A-Jiang was beaten? What were you doing when A-Jiang was dying in the hospital? The scar on my face was bleeding when I arrived at the hospital One day, what were you doing at that time?"

These words finally hit Song Yingchen's heart and lungs, he no longer dared to look directly into Wen Jiang's eyes, and lowered his head.

Of course he knew, of course he knew what happened to Jiang.

At that time, he only felt that the matter should not be a big deal, and that it would be fine if Jiang asked to be patient. Although Wu Fanjia didn't like him, the Wu family was still useful, and he could use this to make Wu Fanjia obey him.

At that time, he just thought it would be good to ask Jiang Renren, because he was planning for their future.

What Wu Fanjia did to Wen Jiang, he will definitely make Wu Fanjia pay a hundred times the price.

However, before that time, Wen Jiang suddenly changed.

Maybe it was because he didn't go to the hospital to see him in time. He knew he shouldn't look for reasons, but he still wanted to explain subconsciously. At that time, he was trapped in the Song family by Mrs. Song. There were guests at home. If he left, the Song family would be even worse. It is difficult to move an inch, and even Meng Qi is under the surveillance of the other party.

He knew that Mrs. Song was trying to show him off, and she also knew about asking Jiang, she was forcing Song Yingchen to make her own choice.

She has always looked down on them, and does not think that the life of a slum girl is so important.

It's just that the explanations flashed in his mind one by one, and he couldn't say it out again.

Just like now, he was only angry at how their relationship for many years had suddenly changed, asking Jiang to ignore him, and even no longer forgive him, which made it difficult for him to accept.

Because his A-Jian would not say these words to him, she is so strange, obviously in another strange form, but she really has A-Jian's face.

"what."

Wen Jiang clapped her palms suddenly, as if remembering something, she touched her pocket and took out a photo from it.

Meng Qi, who was sitting in the front row, followed her movements, and he will never forget the next scene.

Wen Jiang took out the photo, put it on the car window like a normal person, and then threw the photo into the car.

Both Meng Qi and Song Yingshen saw the photo, the despair and helplessness of the girl in the photo, and her humiliation at that time.

But the person concerned just said a word with a smile, which made Meng Qi's hair stand on end.

Because Song Yingshen lived in endless pain for a long time after that.

she says.

"This is Wu Fanjia, let your Ajaan save the last side for you."

(End of this chapter)