Shao Hailan looked at the pile of food in the restaurant and felt even more unhappy. She patted the table and asked the waiter to pack it.
Outside the restaurant, Zhong Jiawei said to Jiang Zhihao: "I'm sorry, I just told her not to wait for her."
"It doesn't matter, you still have to do what you should do, otherwise it would be even more unreasonable." Jiang Zhihao smiled nonchalantly and helped her open the car door.
Zhong Jiawei didn't get on the bus. She came here on a colleague's battery car. She couldn't leave the battery car here.
Jiang Zhihao was a little surprised to learn that Zhong Jiawei rode a battery bicycle. Because according to Zhong Jiawei's temperament, she never liked to trouble others. Since she rode the bicycle by herself, under normal circumstances, she would not be asked to pick her up.
Seeing the confusion on Jiang Zhihao's face, Zhong Jiawei gritted her teeth and decided to tell him the truth.
"Actually, my mother brought me on a blind date today, so I asked you to pick me up specifically because I was afraid you would misunderstand." Zhong Jiawei said.
Jiang Zhihao was stunned for a moment, blind date?
Zhong Jiawei felt even more embarrassed and said: "I didn't know about it beforehand. My mother only said that it was urgent and asked me to come over immediately. I didn't know about it until I came here. Don't think too much about it. I already made it clear to her, absolutely not
I will divorce you, let alone cheat on you during marriage!"
Jiang Zhihao came back to his senses and looked at Zhong Jiawei who looked panicked. Naturally, he could feel how scared she was in her heart.
After taking a look at Shao Hailan who was still packing bags in the restaurant, Jiang Zhihao said: "I believe you. If you wanted to leave, you could have done so a long time ago. There is no need to hide things from me now. As for Mom's behavior,
, it’s really not very popular.”
"Actually, she just doesn't know about your changes, otherwise, she wouldn't do such a thing!" Zhong Jiawei still wanted to explain to her mother, but after saying a few words, she felt that it was not powerful. After all, no matter what, she didn't
Divorce, Shao Hailan's doing this is tantamount to stepping on Jiang Zhihao's face into the cesspit.
Feeling anxious and angry, Zhong Jiawei's eyes turned red and she started to cry again.
Looking at her weak and helpless look, how could Jiang Zhihao blame her?
Zhong Jiawei has a soft temper and is not good at being tough with others. She will refuse Shao Hailan's unreasonable requests, but she cannot bear to let her mother bear the infamy.
For such a woman, Jiang Zhihao sees more of her advantages.
As long as Zhong Jiawei doesn't betray herself, what others do has nothing to do with her.
"Don't cry. I don't blame you or my mother. As I said before, everything is the fault of the past. We all need time to change our old ideas, right? So, give me
Mom, please give me some time, don't worry, I will do better than before and try to let her see changes as soon as possible." Jiang Zhihao held her in his arms and comforted her softly.
Zhong Jiawei hugged him and sobbed softly.
This kind of thing is not a kind of humiliation to her. Shao Hailan only wanted to let her daughter find a better man, completely ignoring the feelings of the person involved.
While Jiang Zhihao was comforting Zhong Jiawei, Shao Hailan also left the restaurant carrying unfinished food.
Originally, if Fang Boyuan had not left, the rich man must have paid for the meal. However, when Fang Boyuan saw Jiang Zhihao, he was scared and ran away. He ate more than a thousand in one meal, which made Shao Hailan furious.
This was a standard case of stealing the chicken but losing the rice. When she went out and saw Jiang Zhihao and Zhong Jiawei hugging each other, she was even more angry.
When Jiang Zhihao saw Shao Hailan coming out, he called out: "Mom."
At another time, Shao Hailan would have definitely found a reason to scold him, but today was a special situation. Shao Hailan just snorted, ignored him, and left quickly in the other direction.