Shang Jinzhou was probably going out soon, so he didn't drive in.
He made way and waited in the car while he went home to get a document.
When he saw the woman standing at the door, Shang Jinzhou just glanced at her and entered the door as if she didn't see her.
His eyes were indifferent and calm, looking at her as if he were a stranger, as if he didn't recognize her at all.
Xia Xinyao was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly took a few steps forward and called out to him: "Young Master Shang!"
Shang Jinzhou stopped and turned around. His gaze on her was always cold.
"You..." He wanted to ask who you were.
Before she could finish her words, Xia Xinyao interrupted her, "I'm back."
When she said these four words, her tone seemed to be full of eight years of vicissitudes and the anxiety after seeing him again.
Shang Jinzhou was silent for a while, and then he remembered who she was.
"busy?"
He remembered that Xia Xinyao was not familiar with the merchants.
She was standing at the door of his house, who was she looking for?
Are you looking for strength?
It seemed that only Jin Yan had spoken to her a few times, and had gone out to play with Yan Er and the others.
"Are you looking for words of encouragement?
He's not in now."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"no!"
Seeing that he was leaving, Xia Xinyao hurriedly said, "I...I'm here to find you."
Shang Jinzhou was suspicious and turned around again, "Do you have a problem with me?"
The man's aura was too cold and cold. Xia Xinyao was a little scared and hesitated to speak. She still didn't know what to say.
Shang Jinzhou was a little impatient in waiting. He checked the time on his watch and said coldly: "Yan Er no longer lives in Yujun Mansion. If you want to see him, you can go to Tianxuan Bay to find him."
Without waiting for Xia Xinyao to speak, he strode away.
Xia Xinyao looked at his retreating figure, her eyes became lonely and a little discouraged.
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United Family Hospital.
When Mr. Jiang and his wife arrived at the hospital, Yan Louchuan left five minutes before.
Jiang Hexun finished the whole-body examination just before noon.
Jiang Yun took out the chicken soup from the thermos box, took out a few light side dishes, and placed them on the table.
She was so hungry that after being hospitalized, she only drank half a bowl of porridge, and her mouth almost turned pale.
As she ate, she said incoherently: "Has the cook changed at home?"
She felt that today's dish was more delicious than the cook at home, and it suited her appetite very well.
Jiang Lao smiled and said, "This is cooked by your grandma herself. You are the only one who has such a good taste. Grandpa and I haven't eaten your grandma's cooking for almost ten years."
He had always been interested in easing the relationship between his wife and granddaughter, so he told his wife that he got up at four or five o'clock to make chicken soup and cook.
Jiang Hexun's eating movements paused slightly, "No wonder it tastes so good. This chicken soup is particularly delicious. It's grandma's cooking that suits my appetite."
Hearing this, Jiang Yun felt sour in her heart and said repeatedly: "As long as you like to eat. Your father also loved my cooking back then. It seems that you followed your father."
Ever since Jiang Xiaoman's incident, her relationship with her granddaughter has been neither cold nor cold.
It's neither close nor indifferent.
It's like there's a layer between them.
She also figured it out, the Jiang family only had one child, and she had only one granddaughter. Why bother having trouble with her own granddaughter over Jiang Xiaoman?
Sometimes she thought about it and didn't know what was going on at the time.
She seemed to be blinded by lard, and she actually accused her own granddaughter indiscriminately because of an outsider.
Now that I think about it, I feel extremely regretful.
But the granddaughter's temper is exactly the same as that of her father, stubborn and unwilling to bow.
Thinking of how much hardship her granddaughter had suffered since childhood, she thought, since her granddaughter was unwilling to bow her head, then she should bow her head.