This sentence is like a time bomb, suddenly exploded in Jiang Shiran's mind.

The man who sent her to prison with his own hands was her savior.

Is this really the Jiahui mother who loves her to the bone?

Jiang Shiran walks out of the ward with a face lost.

"Your hand." Liang Qiancheng leaned on the corridor beside song Jiahui's ward, squinting at Jiang Shiran's thin back, "what kind?"

The outstretched hand was originally intended to pull Jiang Shiran, but it was Zhou Suqin who stretched out his hand to him.

This woman would rather fall on the reef and hurt herself than stretch out her hand for him to pull.

Thinking of this, he left chest position, there is inexplicable impatience Teng up.

Jiang Shiran didn't look back, and his voice didn't take any feelings. "Cool big young master, abandon your fiancee to care about me, the woman who once haunted you, is a bit unreasonable."

Five years ago, Jiang Shiran, waiting for Liang Qiancheng's concern, waited for five years of prison life.

Now she does not need his so-called care.

"Ranran, when I went to help aunt song pay the hospital fee just now, I found that someone had already paid it first."

It's strange to leave Xiaoji with the bill until he sees liangqiancheng behind Jiang Shiran.

In liangqiancheng five years ago, Shiran didn't have time to hide. How could she appear in front of her when there was nothing wrong, and he was alone with Jiang Shiran every time.

Liang Qiancheng looked at Xiaoji carefully from head to toe, staring at him with an expression of anger.

It may be that Li Xiaoji said something to Jiang Shiran, which made her hostility to him deeper.

From the small season mouth slightly up, he did not care about the existence of cool thousand city.

Five years ago, he sent Jiang Shiran to prison with his own hands.

After he was released from prison, he made up for the loss of Jiang Shiran, so that she was no longer alone. He treated her as a little princess leaving home, so that she could smile.

"Brother Ji, can you find out who handed it in?" Jiang Shiran doesn't want to owe too many people's favors. Xiaoji is the only one she owes too much, which is still unclear. "I want to pay him back."

From the small season did not speak, just squint at the cool thousand city, the answer is obvious.

"Jiang Shiran, what you owe me, you can't afford it in your life."

Liang Qiancheng turns around and leaves the hospital.

Li Xiaoji stood by and watched quietly, knowing what song Jiahui had said to Jiang Shiran, giving her time to think for herself.

Back home in the evening, Lin Luoxue had already cooked the food waiting for her.

Seeing Jiang Shiran appear at the door, she just revolves around her several times to make sure that she has no injuries outside her arm.

"Ranran, you finally came back. I told you that Li Xiaoji called me and said that you were injured. I was worried to death."

"Snow, I'm fine." Jiang Shiran puts things down, and the whole person collapses on the sofa.

From the small season with Jiang Shiran behind, also carrying a lot of things, there are daily necessities, snacks.

"Ranran, if you are hungry, eat quickly."

Lin Luoxue has already prepared dinner, waiting for them to come back.

After eating, Lin Luoxue and Li Xiaoji left together.

In such a big house, only Jiang Shiran was left alone. After washing, she went back to her room to sleep.

In the middle of the night, she felt thirsty and came out for water. When she came to the corridor, she seemed to see a figure enter the room next to her.

I rubbed my eyes, and when I looked again, I didn't see anything.

Turn on the light in the corridor. Jiang Shiran goes to the door of the next room, reaches out and opens the door.

There was a man in it, with a bath towel and fruit on his upper body.

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