Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 434 Coincidence
Jiang Junjie didn't speak, just lowered his head and looked at the cup of black coffee in front of him. The hands on the table were tightly clenched, and the struggle in his heart was revealed from the clenched hands.

Mi Jia saw his emotions, and although he didn't point it out, he continued, "Junjie, we can't choose our loved ones by ourselves. We have no right to judge those things in the past. We didn't know who was right and who was wrong." We are not qualified to comment, they are our parents, they gave us life, without them, we would not exist in this world, other or nothing, we must be grateful for this.”

"She gave birth to me just to use me as a tool. What I mean to her is not a son, but just a tool and pawn that can allow her to successfully enter Jiang's family and live a quality life." Jiang Junjie spoke with clenched teeth. Biting his lips tightly, the pain and disappointment in his heart were all written on his face. Such a fact was too cruel for him, and he really couldn't force himself to accept it.

Mi Jia looked at him, how could he not understand the pain in his heart? When Wu Wenlan knelt down and begged for success, he let Cheng Chao go, and even went to meet Jiang Yawen, the pain in Cheng Yue's heart was probably no worse than his Now less, she really understands and understands.

Reached out, held his hand tightly, looked at his face, and said, "Junjie, look at me, look into my eyes."

Hearing this, Jiang Junjie slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes fixedly met hers.

Miya saw his comforting chuckle, and then said slowly, "Xiaojie, no matter why your mother gave birth to you, maybe she wanted to achieve a certain purpose of her own through you, to get her I think important status or money, but the only thing you need to know is that you don't live for her alone, and you don't only have her as a relative, you still have me, uncle Dong, and sister-in-law Wang , and even when I grow up, I still have my beloved, not just for your mother, none of us use you as a tool, as a pawn, we all sincerely hope you are well, you know you are so negative, all day long How many people will worry about being sullen, why do you have to make yourself decadent for someone who doesn’t love you, and forget that there are still many people who love you around you?”

"I..." Jiang Junjie couldn't speak, but just looked into Mi Jia's eyes, and Mi Jia held his hand tightly.

Miya held his hand harder than before, sighed slightly and told him, "Junjie, people don't live for a certain person, even if she treats you as a tool, so what, you are You are not, you have your own thoughts, you are not a puppet or a doll at the mercy of others, are you?"

Jiang Junjie looked at her, and after a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I'm not, and I won't!" His tone was firm and serious.

He will not become a tool for his mother, and will not let her use him to deprive the Jiang family of property. My sister is right. Although it hurts, he is an independent individual. He has his own thoughts and will not be manipulated by others. .

Thinking of this, the originally depressed mood in my heart seemed to be much better, and it seemed to be much more relaxed.

Looking at Mijia, she promised, "I will definitely keep what grandpa left for us!"

Hearing this, Mi Jia nodded with a chuckle, and let go of his original worries about him, "Well, that's good."

Jiang Junjie also smiled at her, and said guiltily, "Sister, I'm sorry for worrying you recently."

Miya withdrew her hand, tapped her head amusedly, and said, "Fool, you are my younger brother. My sister is worried about my younger brother. I am sorry or thank you."

Jiang Junjie also smiled, not perfunctory, nor pretending, with a big smiling face, which was his most common expression in the past. The smile was clean and bright. After so few days, Mi Jia was very pleased to see his smiling face again. , the worry about him in my heart these days is finally relieved.

Finally, after the rain, Mi Jia took another sip of the milk tea. Although it was slightly cold, it was still delicious. He picked up the fork and prepared to enjoy the cake in front of him with peace of mind. He glanced at Jiang Junjie and reminded him: , "Let's eat some too, the cakes here are delicious."

Jiang Junjie nodded, took a fork and stuck it in a bit. It was indeed very sweet, but it was a bit too sweet for him. In fact, he didn't have any special feeling or liking for sweets. He picked up the coffee and wanted to dilute the sweetness in his mouth. It was sweet and greasy, and I picked up the coffee again to drink it, only to remember how bitter this cup of coffee is.

Because there is no restless emotion, and there is no need to hide my mood at the moment, this time the bitter taste is vividly expressed on the face, frowning eyes and brows as if the whole face is frowning.

Miya on the opposite side couldn't help laughing out loud, and said, "You know it's hard."

"It's too bitter." Jiang Junjie said with a bitter face, he just pushed the cup of coffee aside, and took it to drink it later, "It's more bitter when it's cold than when it was hot."

Mi Jia smiled, stretched out his hand to ring the service bell, and said to Jiang Junjie, "I'll order you another cup. Just now I deliberately ordered black coffee to bitter you." Who made him pretend to be mature like an adult on purpose when he was a child? Put all your worries in your heart and feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Junjie scratched his head with a wry smile, and said, "I don't want you to worry about me."

"You're my younger brother. If you're well, I won't worry about you." Miya spoke and gave him an angry look.

Jiang Junjie smiled, feeling completely relaxed at the moment, it turned out that it was not as bad as he thought, and there were many people around him who cared about him.

The waiter came over while they were talking, and Jiang Junjie ordered another cup of coffee.

After talking, the mood became calm, the two siblings sat and chatted about some interesting things, Jiang Junjie also said that he would go to the compound to see that little guy Hanghang some other day.

"It's a coincidence that we meet again."

Just as the two were chatting happily, suddenly a pleasant voice came from beside him. Miya turned her head and looked up at the person standing beside her. She was stunned for a moment, unable to say her name for a while, "You , you are, you are..."

"Xia Yiyuan." The man looked at her and reminded her with a light smile.

Miya stood up, looked at her and said with a smile, "Yes, Miss Xia, what a coincidence." She remembered her, but her outfit today had changed a lot from the time she saw her before, so she couldn't remember it for a while. name.

(End of this chapter)