Awakening Assassin at the beginning: None of my vocations are normal

Jiang Ran had no choice but to introduce himself: "I am Jiang Ran."

As he said something, he suddenly thought of something and quickly asked Mrs. Xihua who was next to him: "What is the name of your lost child?"

If he knew the real name of her child and helped her find the child, wouldn't he be able to get out of this situation?

Mrs. Xihua didn't care, and said softly: "I used to give you just a nickname. You definitely don't use it now, but your name now is also very nice - Jiang Ran, can I call you Ranran from now on? Or Ran." Son?"

Jiang Ran's hope was shattered and he turned his face away, not answering her.

Mrs. Xihua thought of something, and her beautiful eyes were full of surprise: "I heard that the third-level masters of the Fire, Sun and Demon Sect suffered a big loss at the hands of a sixth-level monk. Is that you?"

Jiang Ran hesitated to answer, but Mrs. Xihua had already confirmed her suspicion and cheered in a low voice: "My Ran'er is great! A sixth-grade body can rival several third-grade masters, and even severely injured one of them."

Jiang Ran put the teacup in front of her into her hand.

Maybe if you let her drink tea, she won't have so much time to talk.

Mrs. Xihua took the tea cup with a smile, but her nose felt sore and her eyes were a little red.

Even if he just handed her a cup of tea, this was a scene she had dreamed of. If every day in the future was like now and the years were peaceful, she would be completely satisfied.

When Jiang Ran saw this, his heart softened.

The woman next to him treated him as his long-lost son as soon as they met, and he would definitely not agree.

It's not because Jiang Ran finds it troublesome and doesn't want to be bound by this kind of maternal love. On the contrary, this kind of maternal love is very precious.

There is only the love of close relatives in the world, which has no utilitarian purpose and is extremely pure and great.

And he has been trying to alienate this woman and not let her love him so much because he is disrespecting her real child.

But I don't know how she was so sure. Ever since she met Jiang Ran, she had unswervingly believed that he was her long-lost son.

There is no test or any temptation, she just wants to be good to herself wholeheartedly.

This even made Jiang Ran himself a little shaken.

If he hadn't clearly remembered the original owner's life experience and knew that he was just abandoned by an ordinary couple due to the pressure of survival, Jiang Ran would even wonder whether he really had anything to do with this noble lady from the Jinjun Kingdom.

Because she has been in close contact with Jiang Ran for so long, Mrs. Xihua's sincere love for herself is reflected in every move she makes, and it cannot be faked in any way.

Seeing that she was so moved just because he handed her a cup of tea, Jiang Ran felt sour and wanted to make the mistake.

But no, how could he take advantage of her mental disorder to occupy the magpie's nest and her love.

Master Yu Ning did not deny Mrs. Xihua's guess, nor did he admit it, but he praised Jiang Ran's performance in the secret realm: "He did exert his strength repeatedly in the secret realm and helped us get out of danger many times."

Mrs. Xihua looked at Jiang Ran with pride.

Jiang Ran thought for a while, but still had to prove that he was not her son, so he asked Mrs. Xihua: "What are the characteristics of your lost son? Why do you dare to conclude that I am him at a glance?"

Mrs. Xihua explained gently: "Silly boy, you are a piece of flesh that has fallen from my body. Even among thousands of people, I can recognize you just by looking at you."

Jiang Ran was dumbfounded: "Is it really so magical?"

Mrs. Xihua nodded with a smile, stretched out her jade hand to hold Jiang Ran's hand, gently raised his palm, and the two palms were connected with their fingers together.

She asked gently: "Listen, our pulses are the same."

Jiang Ran shook his head: "You can't lie to me, the pulse speed of normal people is about the same."

"That's not true..." Mrs. Xihua wanted to deny it, but was unable to argue.

Jiang Ran asked again: "Do you have any memories about your son? It would be better for you to make sure."

Mrs. Xihua shook her head: "No need to confirm, you are the treasure I have been looking for for so long."

Jiang Ran pouted: "Well, what if...I mean what if...if you find your real son in the future and find out that I am not, what will you do?"

"Ouch!" Mrs. Xihua coquettishly shook Jiang Ran's arm, as if she didn't like his question.

"Speak carefully if you have something to say, don't act coquettishly." Jiang Ran deliberately kept a straight face.

Mrs. Xihua shook Jiang Ran's arm lightly.

Jiang Ran tilted his head: "If you do this, even if Daluo Jinxian comes, you will have to admit defeat."

Mrs. Xihua is not really coquettish towards Jiang Ran.

When she talked to Jiang Ran, her voice was originally very soft and gentle. If she spoke with a little bit of begging, it would be like coquettishness, and it was not artificial at all, very natural, and it was hard to resist.

Mrs. Xihua asked: "In these years, have you been adopted by others and recognized as their son?"

Jiang Ran shook his head: "I am an orphan, adopted by the Taoist sect, and I am considered a master and a disciple."

Mrs. Xihua beamed: "That's great. No one will compete with me to snatch you away. You only belong to me."

Jiang Ran asked: "What about your husband?"

Mrs. Xihua's pretty face said: "Don't worry about him, he is a stinky man."

Then he looked at Jiang Ran and said softly: "It doesn't matter, it's enough for you to have me. Whatever other people's children have, you will have."

Jiang Ran defended: "No, I don't need anything other people have."

"No, you are missing me!" Mrs. Xihua replied without losing her temper.

Jiang Ran was helpless.

Jin Xi and Yu Ning chatted about many topics and expressed their desire to live here for a while.

Given their status, Master Yu Ning naturally had no reason to refuse if they proposed to stay in Shuilan Country.

Mrs. Xihua looked at Jiang Ran with a smile.

The two of them talked about the same thing, and this tea party was about to end.

Jiang Ran said to Mrs. Xihua: "Madam, it's time for you to go back."

Mrs. Xihua looked at Jiang Ran and asked seriously: "Can you call me 'Mother'?"

"No, goodbye." Jiang Ran was about to stand up.

"Ran'er..." Mrs. Xihua begged with her eyes open.

"It's not okay to act coquettishly." Although he didn't object to Mrs. Xihua at all, Jiang Ran never agreed to be her son from beginning to end. If he had to cooperate and continue to lie to her, Jiang Ran would not agree.

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Xihua asked.

"Go back to eat, practice, and get some sleep." Jiang Ran replied casually.

"No, you have to live with your mother." Mrs. Xihua refused to let go of him.

Jiang Ran explained: "Even if they are really biological mother and son, I have grown up and they must live separately."

Mrs. Xihua held Jiang Ran's hand and refused to let go, but she didn't know how to argue.

After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "You will also come to see me tomorrow, right?"

Jiang Ran finally couldn't refuse her and had no choice but to nod.

Mrs. Xihua smiled happily again.

However, when Jiang Ran finally succeeded in taking his hand away, Mrs. Xihua felt empty again. It seemed that something was missing from her body. Her arms had been warmed by Jiang Ran's hand just now, but now there was nothing.

Jiang Ran couldn't bear to see Mrs. Xihua sad anymore, so she said goodbye to several people present and turned to leave.