Jiang Wan walked to the corner, and Jiang Mian followed behind her, silently, without speaking.
"Jiang Wan, I hate you." After the two sat down, Jiang Mian suddenly said this, which startled Jiang Wan who was drinking juice.
She looked sideways, and Jiang Mian was staring at her fiercely, with that expression, she really wanted to eat her.
Jiang Wan chuckled, took a sip of the juice, and said slowly, "Hate me? It doesn't matter."
"Of course you don't care, you have everything now." Seeing her indifferent appearance, Jiang Mian hated her teeth even more.
Jiang Wan shrugged again, she felt that she must be like a vicious female supporting role at this moment, when she returned to Jiang's house, she would take away Jiang Mian's father's love, and now Jiang Fengcheng puts her first in everything, in fact, she quite understands Ginger cotton.
But understanding is understanding, she will not feel that she has done anything wrong.
Jiang Mian has had this kind of fatherly love for more than 20 years, but what about her?
But I've only been back for a few days, this should belong to her, shouldn't it?
"Jiang Mian, as I said, I don't want to argue with you, and I'm not interested in you, as long as you don't come to trouble me." Jiang Wan looked at her and warned.
She felt that if Jiang Mian went on like this, he should act irrationally.
Anyway, she is Jiang Fengcheng's daughter, and Jiang Wan doesn't want to make too much trouble with her, so this is a kind reminder.
If Jiang Mian really dared to do something to her, she would not be polite.
It's a pity, Jiang Mian at this time can't listen to these words: "Fart! If you really don't want to fight with me, you shouldn't go back to Jiang's house."
"If you say that, then I have nothing to say." She spread her hands, too lazy to talk to her.
For a selfish person like Jiang Mian, he should die outside and never come back, otherwise he would fight for her everything.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Wan felt that she couldn't explain what she said.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang Mian didn't intend to give up: "Where's the man who protected you before? Why didn't he come?"
Jiang Wan frowned, and then Jiang Mian continued: "Oh, I forgot, he is just a small family in Jincheng, and I'm afraid he doesn't even have the qualifications to participate in this kind of occasion."
"I heard that he is your ex-husband?" Jiang Mian smiled, finally found some confidence in this matter, and felt much more comfortable.
"Sister, you said that you finally divorced him, why do you keep getting involved with him? If this gets out, what will other people think of you?"
Jiang Wan glanced at her, knowing that she had already investigated Zhou Beishen's identity, "Do I need to care what other people think of me?"
"You do not care?"
Jiang Mian seemed to hear some joke: "Aren't you afraid that you won't get married? Or you won't be able to marry a good family?"
If Jiang Wan had never been divorced, then she must be the most sought-after socialite in Beijing today, and I don't know how many people would propose to marry her.
But now?
She was divorced, but any big family like them would not marry her back if they wanted to save face.
Now, I am afraid that only some second-rate families are willing to marry her, after all, she is still the eldest lady of the Jiang family.
"Only people like you care about whether you can marry into a good family. I'm different from you." Jiang Wan chuckled, she really thought Jiang Mian was ridiculous.
Why is she, Jiang Wan, worried that she won't be able to marry a good man? Can't she rely on herself?
Jiang Mian was upset by her ridicule: "Don't talk about yourself so noble, I don't believe you really don't care."
She felt that Jiang Wan was a hypocrite. Everyone recognized this kind of thing, but Jiang Wan didn't even dare to admit it.
It's so hypocritical, it's not as good as her.