Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Jiang Shihong helped Luo Meilan sit on the bed, folded the pillow and stuffed it behind her back, letting her lean on it, and comforted her: "After all, Xiaohuan has been with Tong Hongmei for 16 years. It's normal that she is not close to us now. Alan, she is your biological daughter, give her some time."

Luo Meilan was not happy to hear this. "She is my biological daughter, isn't she your daughter? You see she is so close to Tong Hongmei, aren't you worried?"

Jiang Shihong lowered his head in humiliation and said, "Yes, yes, she is my daughter too."

Jiang Xingrou came over with a bowl of porridge and said, "Mom, drink something first. Sister is old enough, she will be fine. I will take care of you here. Sister just came back, so let her rest."

Luo Meilan still felt uncomfortable, but she was indeed hungry and her mouth was dry. The seafood porridge looked delicious and had enough water to fill her stomach.

Jiang Shihong said, "Xingxing bought this porridge from Hongji Porridge Shop on Anhe Road. Alan, you like this shop's porridge the most. They say that their porridge is thick and yet easy to dissolve."

In fact, it was the assistant who bought it, but Jiang Shihong said so and Luo Meilan believed it.

Luo Meilan opened her mouth and took a sip. She saw the cut scar on Jiang Xingrou's left wrist. Although it was not deep, the blood had already coagulated. Luo Meilan felt heartbroken at the sight.

"Xingrou, let the nurse treat your wound first."

Jiang Xingrou said, "It's okay, Mom." But she bit her lip and her face was pale, as if she was enduring the pain.

Luo Meilan was very concerned, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Mom. It won't hurt as long as you don't drive me away." Jiang Xingrou blinked away tears that were about to fall one by one.

Luo Meilan felt a little regretful about why she wanted to drive Jiang Xingrou away after giving birth to her. Jiang Xingrou was obviously her most beloved daughter. Although they were not related by blood, they were better than blood relations, much better than Tong Huan, her biological daughter.

Luo Meilan quickly finished her porridge and sent Jiang Xingrou to ask the nurse to treat her wound. She felt relieved when she saw the nurse bandage Jiang Xingrou's wrist and repeatedly told her that it was okay.

Luo Meilan's dissatisfaction with Tong Huan increased a little, "Shihong, where is Xiao Huan? Isn't she bored at home alone? Didn't she even come to see me when I fainted from anger and had to be hospitalized? Is she still my daughter?"

Jiang Shihong felt a little guilty. He took out the city bulletin that he had prepared long ago from his suit pocket and handed it to Luo Meilan. "Xiaohuan... ran away from home."

The first page of the Express was a photo of Tong Hua walking down the mountain road last night.

She looked like a poor student who wanted to graduate from school, wearing an old-fashioned floral shirt and short black pants.

She was illuminated by a beam of headlights from a passing car, which magnified her poor appearance dozens of times.

You can clearly see the cheap sandals she is wearing on her feet. They are old in color and obviously made of secondary plastic. Her ankles are rubbed raw, and there are some old and fresh abrasions on them.

Luo Meilan covered her face, she was so embarrassed.

But Tong Huan has a pair of big, dark eyes, like the deep sea. One look at them makes people feel that they contain many languages ​​that cannot be ignored.

The title of the news: Jiang family’s biological daughter returns to the Jiang family, but is still poor.

The word "poor" was even bolded.

Luo Meilan suddenly felt as if she was slapped twice on the face. Her face flushed and her breathing became rapid. "Tong Huan! Tong Huan!"

Luo Meilan cursed inwardly...I don't know which wicked person would put such a small thing on the front page.

Ye Tingshen, who was sitting in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce Phantom, sneezed.

……

Jiang Shihong quickly placed his hand on Luo Meilan's back and stroked it gently to help her calm down.

"Alan, it's all my fault. Last night, I saw you were so mad at her, so I couldn't help but yell at her. I didn't expect her to run away from home."

As Jiang Shihong was talking, he suddenly saw the pinch marks on Tong Hua's neck in the photo. He quickly took the newspaper away and said, "Don't look at it. The more you look at it, the angrier you get."

Luo Meilan was furious, "Just because I yelled at her, she would run away from home? Do you know that she is a member of the Jiang family now? Every move she makes is the face of the Jiang family!"

"Yes, yes, Alan is right. It's all my fault. I was so scared last night that I only cared about you. I was busy sending you to the hospital and didn't have time to take care of her."

"Don't make excuses for her. She's so old now, isn't it a bit embarrassing for her to do things on her own?"

Jiang Shihong breathed a sigh of relief, "Alan is right."

Jiang Xingrou packed up the box of seafood porridge, poured a glass of water, and walked over, "Mom, don't be angry, drink some water first. Dad has sent someone to look for my sister. I heard that my sister went to the construction site to look for her fellow villagers last night. She will be fine.

"Construction site? Fellow villager?"

Luo Meilan almost fainted again when she heard this. How could Tong Huan be with such an inferior person? It was really shameful!

Jiang Shihong patted Luo Meilan on the back. "Look at you, you're anxious again. Didn't I tell you to take your time? Tong Hua also went to look for her fellow villagers at the construction site a few days ago. If she's used to those people, it's impossible for her to give them up all of a sudden."

Luo Meilan was so angry that she didn't even drink the water. She pushed Jiang Xingrou's hand away and said, "Hey, bring her back quickly! Even if she refuses to come back, you have to tie her up!"

Jiang Xingrou rubbed her hands, "Mom, don't blame my sister. That woman raised my sister, and I think my sister must have deep feelings for her, just like I have for you. Mom, you gave me another life, and I am willing to die for you."

Luo Meilan had a heart attack when she heard this. How could her attitude towards Jiang Xingrou be compared to that of Tong Hongmei and Tong Huan?! It was disgusting. Jiang Xingrou was also stupid to say such words.

Luo Meilan grabbed the bed railing and shook it vigorously, "Where is Tong Hongmei? Why haven't they arrested her yet?! Isn't the paternity test out now? It proves that she stole the child!"

The person Luo Meilan hated the most was Tong Hongmei. She had a smooth life, but her greatest hardship began when Tong Hongmei stole her child!

If Tong Hongmei hadn't stolen Tong Huan, she wouldn't have adopted Jiang Xingrou, her illegitimate daughter.

She couldn't bear to hate Jiang Xingrou, so all this was Tong Hongmei's fault!

Jiang Shihong coaxed her like a child, doting but helpless, "Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say. If Tong Hongmei is to be arrested, Xiaohuan must be brought back too. If she refuses to come back, I'll tie her up and bring her back."

In front of Luo Meilan, Jiang Shihong called the police chief and put pressure on him to arrest Tong Hongmei immediately.

Then, he walked out of the ward and called his assistant, "Xiao Lin, go and ask a few people to find that woman. You can teach her a lesson on the way."

Jiang Shihong didn't even bother to call his daughter by her name, but simply referred to her as "that woman".

……

Tong Huan came out of the subway and walked for a long time following the navigation on her phone before she found the Lansheng Technology Building.

This phone of hers was one that Tong Dachui asked for from his co-workers. It was an old, discarded phone that had once fallen from a scaffolding, and there were large spider-web-like cracks on the screen.

But it is quite useful and I was able to find it in such a remote place.

Lansheng Technology is at least four kilometers away from the subway entrance. There is a mountain behind it. The surroundings are quite desolate, and there is only one lonely building.

Tong Huan had a thin layer of sweat on her face. Her high ponytail was a little loose, with a strand of hair falling down. Tong Huan tidied her appearance by the car on the side of the road.

I didn't expect that there would be such a luxurious car in such a remote place.

It was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom, its windows were shiny and very clean, and the black background was particularly vivid, making it perfect as a mirror.