He's cute but puritanical

Until hearing the sound of closing the door, Jiang Yihan on the bed opened his eyes again.

The light in the guest room has been turned off, leaving only a dim wall lamp.

In the dark shadow, Jiang Yihan was staring at the ceiling without blinking.

How can he sleep?

Tonight, the woman he helped expose was his mother for more than 20 years.

But he had to do it again.

At the moment, as long as the thought of Mu Jingrou staring at him and questioning hysterically, his heart seems to have been pierced by countless sharp blades, dripping with blood.

However, he did not feel any pain, just like the soul out of the body, standing beside him quietly watching his body covered with bruises.

His eyes were like a bottomless pool with the chandelier on the ceiling, but they were empty as if there was nothing.

In fact, mu Jingrou disappeared tonight, and he was more fortunate than sorry.

That's it. Never show up again.

He didn't want her to spend the rest of her life in prison, so he would die of old age and never meet again.

Just staring at the ceiling for a long time, he suddenly laughed in a trance, his lips moved, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme, "mother and son, that's it."

On the corridor outside the guest room, Lu Shiyan did not leave.

He leaned quietly against the wall, his eyebrows were deep and quiet, and the expression on his handsome face did not move.

His hearing is better than ordinary people since he was a child. Even though he is separated by the thick wooden door, he still can hear the voice of the people inside.

The heart seemed to be suddenly clenched by a big hand, and the pain immediately spread from the left heart and quickly spread throughout the body.

He has no feelings for mu Jingrou except hate.

However, Jiang is also cold.

He was brought up by mu Jingrou. How could he have no feelings for her?

Perhaps only Jiang Yihan knows in his heart how much determination and courage it takes to tear off mu Jingrou's mask in person tonight.

Several lights in the corridor were turned off, and the light was very dim.

And the man is now slightly drooping his head, the shadow on his face so that his facial features have become like.

There was no more movement in the room.

Lu Shiyan slowly straightened up and walked toward the stairs.

When he passed the study on the second floor, he found that the light was still on.

Through the door, you can see Lu Dingchuan sitting behind his desk.

He was looking down at something.

Probably aware of his eyes, the old man slowly looked up, the line of sight unexpectedly saw him standing at the door.

"Xiao Yan, come in." Lu Dingchuan waved to him, and his vigorous voice seemed to be a little tired.

"Grandfather." Lu Shiyan walked in and stopped in front of his desk. It was only then that he could see clearly that the old man was holding a photo album.

"Xiao Yan, come and see your father and mother." Lu Dingchuan turned the photo album and faced him.

When Lu Shiyan's eyes were on the old man's eyes, his pupils were not shocked.

Yes, Lu Dingchuan has been in business all his life. How can he not see the change of identity between himself and Jiang Yihan?

It's just that he didn't break it, and he didn't want to.

He believes that both of them are his grandchildren, and he knows very well that they are indeed his grandchildren.

In that case, what is a name?

As long as two people live well enough.

He has lost his son and daughter-in-law and can no longer lose his grandson.

Lu Shiyan's dark eyes looked at him quietly, as if there were thousands of words he wanted to say, but he couldn't say anything.

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