Chapter 1622

"She has become so comprehensive now. I don't know how much effort she has made and how much hardship she has suffered. I'm even more sad to think of what the dean said before that she went out to work when she was so young."

"You said that a little girl as big as her is still acting like a spoiled girl in front of her parents. She has grown up like this." Jiang Jingyuan's eyes are red again. She can't think about it. It's more painful to think about it.

Qin Wen'an also felt bad: "we can't treat her like other little girls. She is mature and rational enough. Maybe she prefers the word friend to her elders."

"I know. Do you think I can't see it? In fact, she is very strong in her bones. If she is not strong, she can't go to the present. How can such a person allow our halfway monk parents to interfere in her life?"

Qin Wenan: "we don't want to interfere in her life. The purpose of finding her is to reunite the family, not interfere in the child's life."

"In fact, if you think from another angle, if she didn't deliberately approach, maybe we wouldn't find her all our life. If she didn't think we were good, she could hide it by her means."

"You're right. I think it's wrong. I'm just sad. I'm so looking forward to her coming back, but she's more polite and less enthusiastic to me. I can't accept the gap."

Qin Wen'an patted her on the back: "I know, I also know. We are so much older than her after all, and she was young when she lost. How do you know this?"

"Her parents have never been present in her life, and no wonder she is unfamiliar with us. It's good now. You know, it's not her fault that we didn't participate in her life. We can't blame her."

"I'm just... Your body has been worried too much for so many years..." Jiang Jingyuan wiped her tears and intellectually knew that Jiang Chan was innocent, but when she thought of Qin Wen'an's body, her heart was even more painful.

Qin Wen'an thought happily: "she is such a powerful traditional Chinese medicine that she can certainly recuperate for me. It is our fault that she tasted the cold and warm of the world when she was so young. In this case, what qualifications do we have to judge her attitude towards us?"

"It's not because she is good enough and we are weak, so we have reason to blame her. Jingyuan, she didn't grow up in front of us. In the final analysis, we owe her."

Looking at Jiang Jingyuan's silence, Qin Wen'an pinched his eyebrows and knew that his wife had drilled the tip of an ox's horn.

He sat up and said, "Jingyuan, if the child comes back now and is not only strange to you, but also full of hatred, will you still have this attitude?"

Jiang Jingyuan: "full of hatred?"

Qin Wen'an: "it's our parents' dereliction of duty to leave us at such a young age. Look at Rong Jin and Rong Yu. They all grow up so well. They wear clothes, stretch out their hands, open their mouths, and what about her?"

"It's very difficult for her to survive. One is rich clothes and food, and the other is struggling on the food and clothing line. No one can accept the gap. It's a good thing that children don't hate us. Why did you drill up the horn?"

"I agree with her that we are making a two-way choice now. Do you want to get angry with her on the first day she comes back, or do you want to get along well in the future?"

Jiang Jingyuan: "I don't want to lose my temper. I'm just sad. She doesn't seem to understand our mood. She's not as excited and happy as we are. She's always calm."

Qin Wen'an sighed: "I know what you mean. You want to be close to you and close to you. But how is this possible? Jingyuan, she hasn't been with us. We don't know her temper and preferences. At best, we are strangers with blood relationship."

"Take your time. It's still a long time."

Jiang Jingyuan leaned on Qin Wen'an's shoulder: "I once had all kinds of fantasies. After she came back, I took her to eat all kinds of delicious food and buy a lot of good-looking clothes. I would teach her to read and write, but now these are basically fantasies."

Qin Wenan: "we can't treat her the way we treat an ordinary little girl. She is too mature and rational. Comparatively speaking, you are more like a child."

"Maybe I'll never see her act like a spoiled girl in front of me." Jiang Jingyuan sighed. "It's a pity to think about it."

Qin Wen'an patted Jiang Jingyuan: "it's late. Go to bed quickly. Their parents will come tomorrow."

When Qin Wen'an and his wife were talking, Jiang Chan was not idle. When the news in the group was brushed to fly, the main force was basically Qin Rongyu. Ya was so proud that she didn't see it. When she knew that Jiang Chan was his sister, she was so angry.

Lin Yunfeng thought more. He couldn't help thinking that Jiang Chan asked him to take her to Qin Rongjin's wedding years ago.

Lin Yunfeng: did you know you were the Qin family at that time?

Jiang Chan smiled: No, it's just a guess.

Lin Yunfeng looked at the mobile phone and shook his head: Little Fox, it's good to hide it.

Jiang Chan was helpless: he didn't want to deliberately hide you. Even if he didn't do paternity test later, it's not good to make a big fuss. Besides, I always have to observe their character, right?

Lin Yunfeng: that's true. You are so powerful. If the original family is a mess, I will have such concerns.

Just after dealing with Lin Yunfeng here, Gu Jianchen's phone came in. Jiang Chan shook her head. It seems that tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. Look at the excitement one by one. What time are you still calling?

"Little cicada, I think the group said you were Rong Yu's sister? Really or not?"

Jiang Chan stood in front of the French window: "naturally, it's true. In the afternoon, he and Qin Wen'an had a paternity test."

Gu Jianchen chuckled: "congratulations. If the Qin family holds a wedding reception, you must send me an invitation."

Jiang Chan: "if I do, I will invite you. Let's talk about it later. You know I have a lot of things at hand. I really don't have time."

"Yes, you are a busy man. How would it feel if your identity was exposed and you suddenly changed from a poor girl to the third generation of the army?"

Jiang Chan smiled: "I'm a poor girl? Are you kidding? I'm so careless. I can be regarded as a promising young man?"

Gu Jianchen smiled: "no way. The picture when we met is still in front of me now. How tall were you at that time? You were more than one meter five, black and thin."

Jiang Chan turned her eyes. "You're no better than me. You're not as tall as me in a wheelchair. If I hadn't come back to life, you could still talk to me now?"