Second uncle Jiang thought that Jiang Shiwei would not come back after he left. Who thought he just went back to his room and changed a suit of clothes. The assistant ran over in panic: "second master, it's not good!"

"What's the matter?" the casual tone, coupled with the gentle face, but I don't know why it always gives people a strong and incomparable aura, which makes people feel that the man who is used to being gentle in front of people is not as thoughtless as on the surface.

Uncle Jiang looked at his assistant and raised his eyebrows in some displeasure.

Although Jiang Shiwei has just left, it's inevitable that she won't react later. If she comes to find her own important person at that time, it's hard to explain. The way to get rid of it once and for all is to leave here immediately with the Sanskrit. Otherwise, he will be afraid to find Jiang Shiwei at any time.

It's not that second uncle Jiang is afraid that Jiang Shiwei knows that the Sanskrit is here. He really doesn't want Jiang Shiwei to know too much until he has determined something.

"Second master, the lady inside woke up." although she knew that she was the second master's favorite, she was also Jiang Shiwei's mother. After thinking for a long time, the assistant chose a suitable title.

The second uncle Jiang's eyebrows expanded instantly: "so fast?"

He thought Sanskrit would sleep a little longer. He didn't expect to wake up so soon. At the thought of her sober appearance, uncle Jiang suddenly felt a little uneasy.

After all, this woman is the one she once admired.

He never married for her all his life. He had been looking for her for so many years, but he didn't expect to find out... He looked even worse when he thought of the disgusting things the north family had done.

"I'll have a look!" said second uncle Jiang. With a long leg, he walked towards the Sanskrit room.

Just now, in order to avoid Jiang Shiwei's discovery, he deliberately asked his assistant to hide the Sanskrit in other rooms, and he also made a look like he had just taken a bath, so that Jiang Shiwei saw a scene he shouldn't have seen. According to her temperament, he will certainly withdraw from the hall.

Everything went according to his plan, but he didn't expect that the Sanskrit would wake up so soon and push the door in. The woman on the bed had changed into a snow-white pajama.

Because of her slender skeleton and exquisite figure, there was a sense of immortality in that white dress on her.

Long hair, shawl, scattered down, from the back, it looks like a woman who has not been deeply involved in the world.

This is a Sanskrit. After so many years of obsession, he seems to be afraid of breaking the dream as soon as he opens his mouth. Uncle Jiang restrained his temper and asked in the most gentle tone of his life, "are you awake?"

The Sanskrit song just turned around and saw an accident in the bottom of his eyes when he saw second uncle Jiang: "who are you and why am I here?"

It seems that she doesn't remember what happened before coma. Uncle Jiang worked hard for this plan for a long time and didn't scare the Sanskrit. She doesn't even remember how he robbed people on the road.

Just, does she really have no impression of herself? Looking at her suspiciously, uncle Jiang asked slowly, "song, who am I? Don't you really have an impression?"

Then he took a step forward, grasped the spirit of the Sanskrit song, and couldn't help but be a little anxious: "song, take a closer look, I'm Jiang Ming. Mirror, don't you know me?"

The man suddenly held his hand. This kind of physical contact with Sanskrit is not used to it. Moreover, the man made her feel too aggressive. The Sanskrit subconsciously wanted to step back: "I don't know you. Let go of me, you bastard!"

Since she got married, she has been kept in her boudoir and has little contact with the outside world, so she held back such a curse for a long time.

Hearing her excited voice, uncle Jiang couldn't see the slightest emotion in his eyes, but there was a faint danger from there: "think again, you must know me!"

He said this with great certainty and confidence.

He searched for people for so many years and finally found her. However, she simply didn't know him and almost instantly drove him to hell.

Rao Shijiang's second uncle has always been calm, but he can't calm down when he meets Sanskrit. He loves her so much and has been thinking about it for so many years, but she doesn't know him at all.

The heart stirred up thousands of waves in an instant.

The palm holding her wrist was also tightening, tightening, almost breaking the Sanskrit arm. She frowned in pain, and a light mist appeared in her beautiful eyes. It looked pitiful, but there was an impulse to destroy.

The Sanskrit song tried to break free, but the man knocked more and more tightly. She had almost no intention of loosening. She couldn't help raising her voice: "I really don't know you. Please let me go, or I'll tell my husband!"

The word "husband" fell down like thunder, and the bottom of Uncle Jiang's heart was blurred: "Sanskrit!"

He shouted loudly, wrists more hard, until the Sanskrit couldn't help shouting a pain, he didn't realize what he had done?

Why is it that you are a very rational person, but you will be defeated when you encounter her.

She will always be his doom, whether it was then or now!

The free Sanskrit quickly took a small step back, reached out and touched his pocket, but he didn't find his mobile phone: "where's my mobile phone? Give it back to me, I want to go home!"

Uncle Jiang raised his eyes slightly and looked at the little woman in front of him. He had to say that God really treated her well. She was almost the same as in those years, and even her temperament was cleaner: "if you can't remember who I am, I won't let you go. Even if you are imprisoned for a lifetime, I will make you completely think of me!"

"You -" the Sanskrit song trembled with anger. She looked at the man unbelievably. What's going on today? She finally went out of the door. First, she met a little girl calling her mother and asked if she didn't want her. Now she met a more evil door, which made her think of him, otherwise she would imprison him all her life!

Who did he think he was and why did he treat himself so? Maybe the Sanskrit songs have no blood in recent years, but there is still a stubborn in his bones: "you are shameless. I don't care who you are, let me go right away, or my husband will settle with you. If you insist on holding me, you will be the enemy of Beijia!"

"What if I don't let go?" the man said slowly.

The Sanskrit took a breath of air-conditioning. Why is this man so shameless? Aren't you afraid of the power of Beijia? "I don't care what you think. I'm not the person you know, and I don't know you at all. Get out of the way and I'll leave! My husband will be worried if he can't find me!"

After saying this, she didn't see how deep the man's eyes were, just like the sea, clearly calm, but in danger.

The Sanskrit didn't notice that the second uncle across the river was going to leave.

But the next second, before the whole person reacts, he falls into a refreshing embrace

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