People Are Rejoicing: Me! Taozi's Salted Fish Boyfriend

Jiang Han smiled and nodded, stood up and offered Song Qian a stool, and then asked her to sit on the right.

Song Qian naturally kept these small details in mind.

This handsome big boy is always so attentive and considerate.

It's a pity that he used this thoughtfulness in the wrong place.

Song Qian thought for a while, sighed, and finally looked at Jiang Han with determination and asked, "Han Han, today, actually, Auntie wants to ask you something."

Chapter 61: Aunt Song, I want to be quiet (please subscribe!!!!!!)

Chapter 61: Aunt Song, I want to be quiet (please subscribe!!!!!!)

"Hanhan, Auntie wants to ask you something today?"

Song Qian took a sip of red wine and looked at Jiang Han indifferently.

"What's the matter, Aunt Song, just tell me, I will definitely help you." Jiang Han swallowed.

I have to say that Song Qian's aura is indeed quite powerful.

Otherwise, why would a well-behaved girl like Qiao Yingzi quarrel with her three times or two times?

A big reason is because of Song Qian.

"Hanhan, you said that you are so good, your grades in school are still the first in the grade, there must be many girls who like you on weekdays, you are still young, and you still have such a good future for you to experience, but why do you just I fell in love with your Aunt Wenjie?"

"puff!"

When Jiang Han heard Song Qian say this, he couldn't hold back the red wine from his mouth.

I almost choked myself.

When it was over, Aunt Song found that I had an idea for Tong Wenjie.

No, no, no.

Jiang Han remembered that he never crossed the line at all, and logically speaking, he and Tong Wenjie met only five times in total.

Where did Song Qian get the news?

Song Qian saw Jiang Han's silence, and subconsciously thought that Jiang Han was embarrassed and silent.

She couldn't help but babble again: "Just think about it, Aunt Wenjie is almost forty, and you are only eighteen, this age gap..."

"Although Auntie is nosy, I actually treat you like my own child, but why do you have a crush on Aunt Wenjie? You like her, haven't you thought about the consequences? What about Fanfan? Aunt Wenjie? What about husband Fangyuan?"

"Cough cough..."

Jiang Han cleared his throat and doubted because Song Qian was just guessing.

Jiang Han opened his mouth and said, "Aunt Song, do you think it's so hard for me to like Aunt Wenjie?"

Even if it is, it can't tell you how good it is at 200.

"Is not it?"

Song Qian stared straight at Jiang Han. In fact, she was skeptical of her guesses.

But since Jiang Han treated Tong Wenjie so well, she couldn't think of any other reason than joy.

Just a classmate's mother, just the reason why her best friend met?

impossible.

Indifferently, the reason why she is so anxious is that in addition to guessing, there is actually grievance in her heart.

Jiang Han took a deep breath, looked at Song Qian with deep eyes, and said indifferently, "Yes, I like Aunt Wenjie."

Song Qian felt a chill in her heart when she heard the words, her guess was right!

Jiang Han is really interested in Tong Wenjie.

But why...

He is so good to Jiang Han, and has taken him to his house for dinner since the day he met.

Not to mention how good it is to eat, but at least healthy.

But he fell in love with his good sister just like that, and admitted it himself, how could it not make her feel cold.

Although Song Qian felt a chill in her heart, there was no superfluous expression on the surface.

It's just that the rosy pretty face turned unusually cold at this moment.

Looking at Jiang Han's eyes, it is as cold and ruthless as looking at Qiao Weidong.

Jiang Han saw Song Qian's expression in his eyes, but he was not in a hurry to explain.

How disappointed Song Qian is with him now, and how guilty she will be later!

"Aunt Song, what I said about liking is actually Fang Yifan's liking for Aunt Wenjie." Jiang Han lowered his head and said solemnly.

"You know my situation. I came to the capital from out of town to study by myself. Every day, I see my classmates around me who are loved by my parents. Whether they go to or from school, they can always see the person they love the most when they go out of school. ."

"What... what...?"

Hearing Jiang Han's words, Song Qian's expression changed. Immediately, she knew that she had misunderstood Jiang Han, and her heart was filled with self-blame and guilt.

(baah) She quickly got up and wanted to hug the child, but Jiang Han was still talking.

"No matter how I think about it, I am still alone. This fact cannot be changed, so I envy, I envy Fang Yifan for having a mother who loves him so much, and I also envy Yingzi, who has a nuanced and meticulous one. Aunt Song."

"You asked me if I like Aunt Wenjie, and of course my answer is yes." Jiang Han raised his head solemnly, staring at Song Qian's pale face.

"This kind of love is the love of my mother!"

"Silly boy……"

Hearing this, Song Qian's eyes were already filled with tears.

Yes, Jiang Han is so sensible, mature and polite, how can he be a child with such bad thoughts.

But he only relied on Tong Wenjie and Jiang Han to get along with him, relying on that illusory guess, and imagined him as a bad boy.

Song Qian, Song Qian, you really are.

The past 30 years have been in vain.

Looking at the look in his eyes just now, you should know that you have misunderstood him and suspected him as a bad person, right?

Song Qian, who was ashamed in her heart, quickly got up and flicked her shoes.

At this moment, she just wanted to make up for the huge mistake she made against Jiang Han.

Then there is the mind to wear shoes.

"Hanhan, I'm sorry, Auntie didn't mean to miss you that way."

"Auntie...Auntie...It's all your fault, Aunt Wenjie, always showing off to me by my side,

"I'm really sorry."

Song Qian hugged Jiang Han tightly and took his head into her arms.

Jiang Han only felt dark in front of him, and the tip of his nose ushered in a fragrant nai incense.

Well.

At this moment, Jiang Han only had two words in his heart.

Public, the car owes.

Song Qian patted Jiang Han's back lightly, her small hands soft and delicate.

That's why my aunt thought so

It felt like thousands of ants were crawling on the body, and it was very itchy.

"Hanhan, in fact, you are not alone."

"You don't have to envy Fang Yifan or Yingzi. Since Auntie has promised to be nice to you, she will naturally share her love with you. If your mother is gone, Aunt Song can also take care of her and take care of her. You, I love you."

Song Qian sniffed, and said with some uncertainty, "Hanhan, can you forgive Auntie?"

forgive?

impossible.

You are so suspicious of me. If you understand things so easily, wouldn't Jiang Han suffer from a dumb loss?

Jiang Han pondered for a while, and had an idea in his heart.

Since Song Qian suspected and wronged herself, Jiang Han should teach her a lesson.

After enjoying it for a while, Jiang Han regained his calmness and depression.

He gently broke free from Song Qian's embrace without saying a word.

Stand up and walk straight to the door.

"Hanhan, where are you going?"

Seeing Jiang Han like this, Song Qian was in a hurry and stopped to ask.

"It's all right, Aunt Song, I want to be alone and be quiet."

Jiang Han didn't even glance at Song Qian, but answered lightly.

"Then can you go to Yingzi's room? Auntie won't disturb you..."

Song Qian clearly felt that Jiang Han's emotions were not quite right, so how could he rest assured that he was alone?

"No, I want to go home."

Jiang Han shook his head and declined Song Qian's request.

Under her gaze, she opened the door and left.

Seeing Jiang Han's retreating back, Song Qian felt both ashamed and distressed.

She hated herself, why did she provoke such a thing for no reason.

She was cruel to herself, why did she uncover the deepest thorn in Jiang Han's heart.

As the door slammed shut, Song Qian's heart sank to the bottom.

Jiang Han took out the key and closed the door.