Chapter 7

Jiang Li hung up the phone and walked to the balcony to take a few breaths.

Jiang Juncheng called to tell her about the old lady's birthday banquet, but she neither agreed nor refused.

When my mother was leaving, I held her hand and told her not to hate her. She knew that her mother had let go and that she had met the man who truly loved her.

But she couldn't let go of the murderers who killed her brother and indirectly killed her mother.

But the mother said, that man, after all, is her father.

Jiang Hao hugged her arms, the temperature outside the window was stuffy and hot, like it was going to rain.

That night when they were kicked out of the house, they were also frightened by the heavy rain. It was the old lady's order to let the servants watch them clean up. They don't want to take anything from the Jiang family.

If you don't let her take it away, she will take it back by herself.

There was a knock on the door from the living room, and Baozi was shocked.

Don't think about who has already guessed.

His brows were even more tangled, whether to open the door or not to open the door, that was the question.

Jiang Hao walked out of the room, Baozi was still struggling, she asked casually, "Why don't you open the door?"

Baozi jumped off the sofa and stopped her, "Mummy!"

"What?" Jiang Li was startled.

Baozi immediately turned around and ran to the door, "I'll open the door."

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Jiang Hao also reacted, it was probably that man.

Thinking of how he acted last night, he seemed like a typical rich boy, and he wasn't picky about his appearance, but Jiang Hao had gotten used to it over the years.

Relying on some background in the family, he is arrogant and arrogant.

Baozi opened the door, and she followed her behind. Before the man's foot stepped in, she was blocked from the door.

"Lonely man and widow, is it inappropriate for Mr. Rong to enter my room?"

Rong Jing looked at that face, and the second time they met, the more he liked it, the more his temper suited his appetite, and he raised his eyebrows, "Is it inappropriate, then... Miss Jiang go to my room?"

He knew her surname was Jiang yesterday, but she remembered later that she told Baozi.

Jiang Li raised the corners of her lips, "I'm afraid you can't bear it."

He leaned on the door frame behind him, "Miss Jiang dares to go, I can bear it."

Jiang Hao had the urge to do it, but she remembered that this man also had a bit of kung fu. She wasn't good at learning her own skills, she couldn't endure that hardship in the first place, and her mother didn't want to force her.

Girls, after all, it is time to learn something about girls.

But she likes shooting. If it weren't for this country's ban on guns, this man would not be alive now.

Baozi raised his head and looked around with big eyes, unable to understand what they were saying.

But he remembered that Mommy promised him to eat together. Although he really wanted to get rid of Jing, this follower, from the current situation, I'm afraid it won't be easy.

He thought for a while, then grabbed Jiang Hao's hand, "Mummy, do you want to eat steak? Jingjian's steak is delicious!"

Rong Jing does know how to fry steak. Since he can't get rid of him, let him cook. At that time, Mommy will be alone.

Of course Jiang Hao didn't know Baozi's brain circuit, but his eyes fell on the chubby little hand.

The little hand held her thumb with a soft temperature. The words of refusal came to the lips, but they didn't say it.

The man stood idle and looked at her with raised eyebrows: "Would you like to try it?"

The hotel is the kind of apartment-style hotel, which is fully equipped. Don't worry if there is no material, the man made a phone call, and soon a waiter brought everything up.

Five-star hotels, the service attitude is not the same.

With Mommy around, Baozi rarely didn't want to play with the computer. Jiang Hao was bored and sat on the sofa reading a book, so he picked a place to see Mommy up close.

The chubby little hand held the little head, and for a long while he said, "Mummy, you are the most beautiful mummy in the world."

Women like to listen to good music, and Mommy definitely likes to listen to it too.

Besides, Mommy was pretty.

A hundred times, no, a thousand times, ten thousand times prettier than the woman who haunted Jing.

Baozi held his head, and his thoughts flew to the clouds.

Jiang Hao's gaze moved down and landed on that soft little face. At such a young age, he was quite good at flattering.

There was a scent coming out of the kitchen, and Gracilaria unconsciously raised her eyes to look over.

Tall back, wearing home clothes and an apron. When her mother was still there, she had seen such a day, ordinary and peaceful, she had also fantasized and looked forward to it.

But later, everything went away from her. Only then did she know that people like her need strength and independence.

Seeing that Mommy was watching the scene again, Baozi felt a little angry in his heart. He is the closest to Mummy, and the bad guy Jing knows how to rob Mummy from him.

Jiang Hao lowered his head and continued to read. Rong Jing fry the steak, and when he turned around, he saw her. The light was sprinkled from her side and spread evenly on her face.

Her skin was originally fair, and it looked a little clear under the light. Her long hair fell from her shoulders, covering the wildness, and even her outline became softer.

The outline of the steamed bun is closer to hers.

He brought the fried steak to the dining room, and Baozi looked up and saw that he was peeking at Mommy. Jump off the sofa and block in front of Mommy.

Bad guy, don't let him see!

Jiang Hao also heard the movement, put down the book and walked over, "Do you need help?"

Although she didn't like this man, she was short-tempered. Besides, she was indeed a little hungry.

However, she couldn't help much either. She had learned everything over the years, except for cooking.

After Rong Jing set the plate and washed his hands, he brought the last steak and placed it in front of Jiang Hao. It turned out to be heart-shaped.

Steamed Bun looked at the piece in front of him, and at Jiang Hao's, and knew that Jing was shameless, but he didn't expect it to be so shameless.

He sat down angrily, "I want to be like Mommy!"

Rong Jing wouldn't get used to him, so he swept over with a glance.

Steamed Bun gathered up his courage, but he was still a little cowardly, and hid behind Jiang Hao. Jiang Hao pushed the plate in front of him, "I'll change it with you."

She didn't want to accept it.

Rong Jing only raised his eyebrows, but did not express any objection.

The dinner table was quiet, and few people spoke.

Although the Rong family went abroad for development very early, their ancestors were still here, and they had their own set of rules. Baozi was still young, and he often listened to his great-grandmother's nagging.

Jiang Hao also ate very quietly, she had nothing to say to Rong Jing.

However, if you only look at the character at the dinner table, this man seems to be well-bred.

After dinner, Rong Jing cleared the table, Jiang Hao was embarrassed in the end, and followed, "Do you need me to do anything?"

As soon as Rong Jing turned his head, he saw the steamed bun sitting in the back, and smiled: "Stand next to me and just watch."

A man who even washes dishes well.

Jiang Hao took the rag next to him, and after he washed it, she helped him dry it.

Rong Jing turned his head and saw her serious look, suddenly remembered that night six years ago.

Suddenly, a fire erupted in the abdomen.