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Song Lian has never seen her daughter's eyes so firm. She mumbles her lips. As soon as she wants to open her mouth, she hears Jiang man say, "you'd better think it over carefully. If you want to betray your close relatives or choose to leave with a man who has only been with you for two years, this is the only chance. If you miss it, you will never have another chance."

Song Lian didn't know what to choose for a while, she couldn't make a sound, and Jiang Cheng didn't urge her, so he looked at her.

Song Lian took a look at the little man lying on the ground who couldn't get up, and looked at his daughter, as if weighing.

"Little orange, your father is stubborn like a cow. He won't give you extra money, let alone let you contact me." Song Lian's way.

What happened not long ago is still vivid and haunting. If she is in contact with Jiang Cheng, Jiang Lincheng's unruly man can't point out how to deal with her.

She cherishes her life very much, but nothing is left when she dies.

Jiang Lincheng's man is not the one he was when he was young, and his means are much more than she imagined. She has been blinded by his good old side, so she has come to this end.

She thought that he would not divorce so decisively. How could she think that he was more determined than she thought.

Zhang Xiao didn't tell Song Lian who directed him, so Song Lian always thought it was Jiang Lincheng's idea.

She was a little afraid of his means, and although Zhang Li was young, she was deeply rooted in her heart. When she was with him, she felt that she was alive and had vitality again, like when she was young.

Jiang Cheng's heart is very cold. "Song Lian, do we have to talk about money? Don't you care what I care about you at all? Don't you recognize me if I don't have money? "

"How can you say that you have my blood on you? No matter who I am with in the future, you are my daughter." Song Lian smiles.

"So, your choice is still that man?" Jiang orange's way of gnashing his teeth.

"Little orange, my mother is not young. She always needs personal care. Zhang Li is a very considerate person. You can rest assured that she is with her, can you?" Song Lian continued.

She doesn't want to lose her daughter or give up her man. She thinks that this is her last thing. She must firmly grasp it, or she really has nothing.

"Song Lian, are you really greedy? I don't want to let go of anything. How can there be such a good thing in the world? Do you still expect me and your lover to get along harmoniously? " Jiang orange's sarcastic way.

Song Lian didn't hear the irony in Jiang orange's mouth. At first glance, she was very happy. "Little orange, if you can think like this, it would be better. Later, we will be one family, and the three of us will be very happy."

Bah

Jiang Cheng takes a look at the man under the ground and feels disgusted. "Let me be a relative with such a man. I'm not so cheap. Song Lian, I've given you a chance. You don't know your sincerity. Even if you kneel in front of me, I won't forgive you again."

Song Lian is in a hurry and grabs Jiang Cheng's hand. "Xiaocheng, don't get excited. If you can't get along with Zhang Li, don't get along with her. You just need to know that you are still my daughter. Our mother and daughter often find a time to go shopping and have coffee. That's OK."

Jiang Cheng shakes his head in disappointment and laughs sadly. "A woman like you is doomed to die without any support. I have nothing to do with you in the future. You don't need to see me when I die. I won't take care of you when you die. We are clear."

Song Lian grabs Jiang Cheng's hand and can't help tightening it up. Her voice is full of discontent. She has a calm face. "How can you be so vicious when you are young and speak softly? Do you curse yourself or wish your mother and I died earlier?"

Jiang Cheng shook off Song Lian's hand and said, "can I curse my death? I'll be clean when I die. You'd better live a hundred years and live well. "

Jiang Cheng finishes, turns around and strides away.

Jiang man only felt that she had a very desperate smell. She looked at Song Lian and shook her head and said nothing.

Song Lian looked at her like this, and suddenly he blew up. "Jiang man, what do you mean? Don't look at me with such pitying eyes. I don't need it. Song Lian will surely live a good life. "

Jiang man ignored her and walked forward silently, walking side by side with Jiang Cheng. She didn't talk, and she didn't say anything.

It is a great sorrow to meet such a mother.

Jiang orange has been walking aimlessly, Jiang man will accompany her quietly.

I don't know how long I've been away. Jiang man said, "little orange, if you're sad, cry out. Don't hold it in your heart."

Jiang Cheng has been puckering his lips and saying nothing. He looks like a walking corpse. Jiang man is really worried. He puts his hand on her shoulder and gives her silent strength.

Although the two sisters are not related by blood, they are the same tall and well built. Standing together, they look like a family. "Little orange, although you don't take me as your elder sister, and I don't like the former you at all, but I still say that we have a common father. No matter who happens to us, the most injured is the father. The father is not young, we should be good, and don't let him worry about us."

Jiang chengdun stopped, looked up and looked at Jiang man for a while. She said, "thank you, sister."

Jiang man gave a little meal, and the proud girl would say such a thing.

I thought Jiang man didn't believe it, and Jiang Cheng didn't start by saying, "sincere, never sincere."

"Well, my sister knows." Jiang man touched Jiang man's head like a little guy.

Jiang Cheng is stunned. He feels a kind of strange emotion coming. He is warm in his heart. This feeling is unprecedented. It seems that Jiang man's hand has magic power. Wherever she caresses, there will be warmth.

She unconsciously leans her head towards Jiang man. "Sister man, can you touch me again"

JIANG man laughs, how can he be like a child.

Jiang Cheng is a little embarrassed. She disguises all this with AO Jiao. "If you don't touch it, my head can't be touched by anyone."

How can this sound so awkward? I can't tell what lace they are when they are heard by others.

Jiang man smiles. Instead of touching her head, he rubs her hair violently. "Hey, I just let you touch my head, but I didn't let you rub my hair. Jiang man, will you be obedient? What do you do with your ears? My hair has been damaged." Jiang Cheng shouts discontentedly.