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Chapter Nineteen Going Home

Ji Xiaowen quickly stepped forward and hugged Lei Xiaoman again. The tears on her face were not dry yet, but more tears welled up again: "Okay, let's go back to the United States. As long as you are willing, we can be anywhere. We will go back now."

Home."

Lei Guanghua and Ji Xiaowen took Lei Xiaoman out of the hotel. Wen Weichen wanted to go up to see the situation together, but Lei Guanghua stopped him, with a look of decency and a somewhat intimidating feeling: "Wei Chen

, you go about your business first, Manman, we will take care of it, and I will call you if necessary."

Wen Weichen had no choice but to stop and look at the people leaving. This matter could only end here. After all, it was a famous family. If word spread, it would have a great impact. People inside and outside the circle would talk about it, and it would also have a negative impact on Lei Xiao.

Mann's reputation was damaged.

After the rain last night, the weather is fine today. I also hope that Lei Xiaoman can quickly walk out of the door in her heart.

Jiang Xiyan finally decided to take Jiang Ziyue back to the new city first. Without saying hello to anyone, she went to the airport the next morning after returning from Nangong Ling's company.

Xincheng and Dongcheng are both fast-developing cities. This city is familiar to Jiang Xiyan, but it is also unfamiliar. It has been a few years since she last saw it. It has changed a lot, but the landmark buildings in the city center have not changed. They are decorated by the ancients.

The sculptures, together with the surrounding green grass, give people a refreshing feeling.

When she came back this time, she did not contact Jiang Dongliang and Jiang Wuchao in advance, she just wanted to give them a surprise.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of a residential complex in the city. After Jiang Xiyan handed the money to the driver, she took Jiang Ziyue's hand and walked into the residential complex.

She hadn’t been back for a long time, and even the young people living in the community no longer recognized her. She pressed the house number in her memory and entered her birthday on it. The door opened. The house number of this building was set by her father himself.

, although there are many residents, he still managed it, and the password has not been changed to this day.

Thinking of these, Jiang Xiyan's eyes turned red. No matter how hard she chose to forget, this kind of family love could never be forgotten.

Pushing the door open, she took Jiang Ziyue and waited for the elevator. This was her home, but for the sake of love, she actually chose to escape, and now she is finally back.

The elevator door opened, walked in, pressed the number 8, and the elevator door was closed again. The feeling that the closer she got to home, the more nervous she became, made Jiang Xiyan a little overwhelmed. She held Jiang Ziyue's hand tightly, and the other

The hand holding the bag was also sweating a little.

Jiang Ziyue raised her head and looked at her mother. She didn't understand why she was so nervous when she came back to see her father and brother. But when she thought of her grandfather and uncle, Nangong Ling appeared in her mind. The one who made her want to

The uncle who is close and wants her to chase after him.

The elevator door was opened. Jiang Xiyan took a deep breath and walked directly to room 801. After shaking her trembling hands, she pressed the doorbell.

Jiang Dongliang stopped the pen in his hand and walked out when he heard the sound of the doorbell. When he opened the door, he burst into tears. He looked at his daughter and choked up: "Yanyan, is it Yanyan?

My daughter is home, my daughter finally knows she is home..."

Jiang Xiyan stepped forward and hugged Jiang Dongliang's neck. No matter how strong her tears were, she couldn't help but flow down at this moment. In her father's arms, she could always be a child who never grew up, even if she made a huge mistake.

His mind can always tolerate: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Jiang Dongliang patted Jiang Xiyan on the back and couldn't say a word. Since the death of their brother and sister's mother, he really loved Jiang Xiyan as his own life. She hurt, but he actually hurt more than her. It's just that

A man never told her in front of her.

Jiang Ziyue stepped forward and pulled Jiang Xiyan's clothes. Looking at Jiang Dongliang's appearance, she knew that this was the grandfather her mother said, but seeing them hugging each other so sadly, she couldn't help but disturb him.

Jiang Xiyan immediately withdrew from Jiang Dongliang's embrace, gently wiped her tears with the corner of her clothes, and then wiped them for Jiang Dongran: "Dad, it's not good to go into the house first and let the neighbors see it."

Jiang Dongliang nodded: "Okay, enter the house, okay..."

Walking into the living room, this is not a wealthy and aristocratic place, but a living environment for ordinary people. However, the decoration inside the house is still carefully designed, with ru white walls and dark prints. The 45-inch back in the living room is placed on the TV stand, and the brown leather

The sofa is thick and spacious, and even the chandelier on the top floor is unique, with the bead curtain falling and the shadow of the lamp swaying.

Jiang Dongliang looked at little Yueyue. At a glance, he could see that he had inherited the appearance of the Jiang family. His charming eyes were exactly the same as Jiang Xiyan and his grandmother. He couldn't get enough of it and couldn't look away from it.

.

Jiang Xiyan stepped forward and pushed little Yueyue in front of Jiang Dongliang, and introduced them with a smile: "Sarah, this is grandpa, please call grandpa."

Jiang Ziyue first bowed deeply, raised his head, and showed a sunny smile: "Hello, grandpa, I am Yueyue, my English name is Sarah, grandpa can call me little Yueyue."

Jiang Dongliang stepped forward and picked up Jiang Ziyue. No matter who the child's father was, as long as he had the blood of their Jiang family, the child belonged to their Jiang family. There was a look of joy on his face: "Okay, little Yueyue, grandpa

I can finally see my grandson before I live."

Before he could sit down, the door was opened again, and Jiang Wuchao walked in with a beautiful girl wearing a long skirt and long hair shawl. They must have been chatting happily, and they were laughing when they entered.

When he saw the people in the living room, Jiang Wuchao was also stunned, causing the girl next to him to look straight at him. In the end, the girl gave him a gentle push as a reminder.

The cold anger on Jiang Wuchao's face silenced everyone. Jiang Xiyan was his closest sister. After something happened, she didn't even say hello. She left for five years. He was sad for his father and also

Annoyed by Jiang Xiyan's behavior, she took the little girl's hand next to her and walked into the house.

Jiang Xiyan stepped forward, but Jiang Wuchao had no intention of stopping and shouted eagerly: "Brother, I'm back."

Jiang Wuchao's body was also shaken, and then he walked directly to his bedroom without saying anything.

Jiang Xiyan looked embarrassed. Her brother was angry. She could understand that she only had one brother. It seemed that what she did this time really hurt them mentally.

Jiang Dongliang hugged Jiang Ziyue and patted Jiang Xiyan on the shoulder. He sighed and said: "Hey, I will apologize to your brother when we eat later. He is just a hard-spoken man with a soft heart. In fact, in the past five years,

He often mentioned you in front of me, and even once the school organized an academic exchange trip to the UK, and he spent three days looking for you in the UK."


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