On the coffee table, freshly cooked red bean porridge was placed.

There was still half a bowl left in front of Mrs. Jiang and she had not finished eating.

"Do you know the purpose of letting you come back?" Mrs. Jiang said straight to the point.

Zhuang Mingyue's thin lips were pursed into a straight line and nodded, "I know."

Mrs. Jiang asked him: "Then what do you feel about A Shu now? Do you still want to continue? If you are disappointed with A Shu, grandma doesn't blame you, and we won't force you to stay. If you are willing to give A Shu time, it means that you can understand and see clearly. Just based on this, grandma thinks you are different from others."

"Not all women can think of you as rational, but because of your rationality, A Shu feels chilled. Sometimes... it is not impossible to make appropriate unreasonable things. In other words, A Shu also wants you to do this, wanting to see you get angry. At least in his opinion, if you have a little temper, it means you care about him." Mrs. Jiang reached out and held the back of her hand, "Tell grandma, have you ever liked A Shu?"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded undeniably and looked serious: "I am serious about love affairs. Uncle Wang also told me some of her affairs. I also understand the importance of the order of appearance... I... am not worthy of him."

Mrs. Jiang smiled and patted the back of her hand, and said earnestly: "Actually, from the moment you entered the Jiang family, I liked you from the bottom of my heart when I first saw you. Some people are good or bad, and my heart is like a mirror."

"My old lady doesn't like to beat around the bush and play tricks with others, but I can tell you at a glance. I might as well tell you that I had investigated about you before you came to the Jiang family. I know that you were not doing well in the dealer. I have an ambitious brother. Entering the Jiang family is nothing more than finding a support. This is something... you are really smart. The people of the Jiang family can really speak in the imperial capital, and they dare not provoke our Jiang family."

"My grandson did do a lot of confused things before, but now he is the same confused thing. He lost himself for too long and didn't know what he wanted. After all, who had never made a fool when he was young, even if he did something wrong, he paid the price."

"My bastard son has never been in charge of A Shu since he gave birth to him. Her mother drunk all day long and either beat or scolded him."

"Once, they were having a divorce, and I was worried about going back to persuade me. Who knew that as soon as I entered the door, I saw fragments of glass wine bottles in the room and a pool of blood on the ground..."

"Who do you guess it's?"

Zhuang Mingyue's heart also tightened. Is this... what happened to him in his childhood?

Mrs. Jiang continued, "At that time... he was only so big," she gestured with her hands. "When he was five or six years old, he was locked in the basement, and his whole body was shivering from the cold, and his body was covered with black and green scars."

"How old is he! How could he do it? Later... I brought A Shu to my side to raise him personally, and I was powerless! I couldn't give him anything except material life."

"It is because he lacks the love of his parents since he was a child that he became like this, irritable and impulsive, and does not care about the consequences."

"He grew up by my side. I can see that he treats you differently..." Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath and sighed, "I have told you so much, really to let you come back, and give my grandson another chance. Go upstairs and have a good chat with him..."

"Can you succeed? This old house in the Jiang family...you can come at any time..."

Out of politeness, Zhuang Mingyue nodded and agreed.

Mrs. Jiang left until the huge villa, and she seemed to be the only one left.

Zhuang Mingyue knew where his room was.

Hesitated and went upstairs.

It happened that a servant walked downstairs in a frightened face and hurriedly walked downstairs with medicine in his hand. When he saw Zhuang Mingyue, the servant's eyes lit up, "Miss Mingyue?! You are finally back."

"What happened?"

The servant said, "The eldest young master refused to change the medicine, so I can't do anything."

Zhuang Mingyue: "Give it to me."

"good."

The servant immediately handed it over to Zhuang Mingyue as if he was too hot.

In fact, at best, she is just a student now, but what she has experienced now is far more than her peers.

At this age, she should be studying and worrying about her grades, but now she has to coax an adult who is three or four years older than her.

She is destined to worry about her.

Zhuang Mingyue went to the room upstairs and raised her hand and knocked on the door.

'Bang'

Something hit the door for no reason. Zhuang Mingyue was frightened and almost didn't have the right things in her hand.

"roll--"

"Really... won't let me in?"

It was quiet for a few seconds. Zhuang Mingyue opened the door and was about to walk in. Suddenly, she saw the person on the bed lifting the quilt and almost running towards her and hugging her. Zhuang Mingyue took a few steps back and barely stabilized her body.

He held his emotions in a low voice and hugged her tightly: "I thought you wouldn't come back."

"I'm going to breathe."

Jiang Yushu let her go, Zhuang Mingyue took several breaths before he recovered. After a few days, he became embarrassed, with a green stubble on his chin, a scarlet tail on his eyes, and a black blue under his eyes seemed to have not had a good rest for a long time.

Zhuang Mingyue looked at his eyes, then reached out and couldn't help but tremble to touch his wound, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Yushu looked at her with a long-term invasion and restraint. He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, "You won't hurt if you come."

This pitiful tone is exactly the same as that of Eno.

"I'll give you medicine."

"Okay." The voice was hoarse.

Zhuang Mingyue took out the medicine she needed and began to deal with his wound. "It hurts and I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

"Um."

His eyes were always staring at her, and when Zhuang Mingyue looked up, he could notice his greedy eyes when he looked at her.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't say anything to him, but just lowered her head quietly. It took more than half an hour to give him medicine on her upper body. Zhuang Mingyue wrapped him with a bandage to avoid being infected by dirty things. "Where is the anti-inflammatory medicine that the doctor prescribes you for internal treatment?"

Jiang Yushu: "Bedside table."

Zhuang Mingyue tied a beautiful bow around his waist and smoothed it out.

I opened the bedside table and the bags of medicine inside were all new and had not been prescribed. He hadn't taken any medicine for so many days?

Zhuang Mingyue looked at the instructions and cut off the medicine she wanted to take, then poured him a glass of water, which was still warm, "You are your own body and no one will feel sorry for you. Take the medicine first."

"I can't move, it hurts."

Zhuang Mingyue rarely saw his embarrassed and soft temperament. She looked at those eyes and was a little stunned. She silently reached out and handed the medicine to his mouth, "Water."

Jiang Yushu swallowed the medicine and drank another sip of water, "...Can you come back?" The tired and deep eyes were reluctant to leave half of the eyes, and the voice became a little softer as he spoke.
Chapter completed!