Pretending to be good

Before returning to the room, Xi Ci stood outside the door, arranging his clothes.

Jiang Yucheng watched as he patted off the dust on his careful body, straightened the messy hair on his head, wiped away the tears on his face, raised his face, pinched the hem of his clothes awkwardly, and asked him, "Brother Yucheng, what did you do just now?" thank you."

I don't know why, but the hoarse voice called Brother Yucheng, with drooping reddish eyes, was completely different from his unscrupulous appearance towards Song Xiao in the room, and he was very dependent and obedient.

"you are welcome."

"No one has ever spoken for me like this before, blocking Song Xiao so much that he dare not say a word." Song Xiao loves face, so that's how he should be punished!

Jiang Yucheng was puzzled, "Your mother..."

Xici lowered her head and asked nervously, "Can you keep this a secret? I don't want my mother to know. Although she doesn't say anything, she will be sad."

Jiang Yucheng paused slightly, probably understood.

He has always been a maverick, not many people in foreign countries know about the Jiang family, and no one has said that the Jiang family is not good. The person who was trembling with fear just now had a fight with others, but now he is holding his neck. , I just don't want to make my mother sad.

He couldn't say what it felt like.

"Well, since you don't want her to know, don't tell her."

Looking at Xi Ci's bright eyes, Jiang Yucheng's eyes were deep, and he added, "From now on, we will be a family. If there is anything, you can tell me."

"Thank you, brother Yucheng!" Xici smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, which seemed to wash away all the previous haze.

Pushing the door open, the three people at the dining table looked over at the same time.

Xici lowered his head and walked to his seat.

"Why have you been there for so long?" Yuan Jiao glanced at Xici who was buried in his meal, and then at Jiang Yucheng who came back with Xici, "What's wrong?"

Xici whispered, "It's okay."

Xi Ci's performance today was far beyond Yuan Jiao's expectations.

Xici doesn't think there is anything wrong with Yuanjiao even if he is fighting, but he is well-behaved and sensible, which shouldn't be what Xici should have.

She looked at Xici worriedly, feeling that something happened to Xici that she didn't know about, but now was obviously not a good time to ask.

Jiang Mingcheng on the side gave a sneer and gave a blank look, "Looks like a bitch, crying and whimpering."

"Jiang Mingcheng!" Jiang Chenhe scolded angrily.

"All right, all right, I won't talk," Jiang Mingcheng didn't care about Jiang Chenhe's words at all, and got up lazily, "I've finished eating, I don't have anything to go back in advance."

Jiang Chenhe frowned, although he was displeased, there was nothing he could do.

Jiang Mingcheng was rebellious since he was a child, but now that he has grown up and is stereotyped, it is difficult to break it back.

"I'm full too." Xici put down his chopsticks, his voice was sad.

Yuan Jiao also put down his chopsticks worriedly, and looked at Xi Ci with a frown.

After paying the bill, the group went out, Xi Ci and Yuan Jiao walked behind, Xi Ci still looked listless, and said in a low voice: "Xixi, tell mom, what's the matter?"

Xi Ci didn't look up, but just whispered, "Mom, don't worry, I'm really fine."

Yuan Jiao heard the strangeness as soon as he heard it, and frowned slightly, "Did something happen?"

Xi Ci raised his head, his eyes were red, and he deliberately lowered his voice, "I miss Dad."

Ding dong, the elevator came.

Jiang Chenhe and others entered the elevator first, and through the reflection of the elevator door, they saw Xici's red eyes.

In such a narrow place in the elevator, Yuan Jiao didn't speak, but just sighed and held Xici's hand tightly.

Orphans and weak mothers, looking helpless...

Jiang Chenhe's heart sank.

He also heard what Xi Ci said outside the elevator just now.

He must have suffered some kind of grievance before he said he missed his father.

In the child's psychology, the father is always his own umbrella.

When eating in the room just now, Jiang Chenhe didn't fail to notice Xici's low and sad mood. The two families were reorganized. Although he was Xici's stepfather in name, he was deeply hesitant about many things.

After all, he is not his own biological son, so if there is a difference, he will naturally treat him differently.

It cannot be done equally.

After getting out of the elevator, Yuan Jiao still held Xi Ci's palm tightly, and when he passed the lobby, he was stopped by a frivolous voice.

"Aunt Yuan, what a coincidence."

Xi Ci frowned, Song Xiao is a lingering ghost.

At this moment, the fingerprints on Song Xiao's face were not quite visible, but the bruises on his cheekbones and forehead looked a little serious.

No longer drunk, standing cleanly in front of people, he looks like a human being.

"Your face..."

Song Xiao smiled indifferently: "Thank you, Auntie Yuan, for your concern. It's nothing serious. I was accidentally hit by a little guy. It's not serious. Auntie Yuan has finished eating? Do you need me to take you home?"

Being courteous is not a good thing.

Yuan Jiao said indifferently: "No need."

Song Xiao glanced at Jiang Chenhe and the others one by one, as if he had just discovered it, and said in surprise: "It turns out that Mr. Jiang is also here, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious. Isn't it my dad's birthday in a few days? There's a banquet prepared at home, and some business partners, relatives and friends are here. I wonder if Mr. Jiang can do him a favor and bring Mrs. Jiang to attend? "Song Xiao smiled, and took out an invitation card from his arms, "Here is the invitation card, and I hope that Mr. Jiang will definitely be there."

The Jiang and Song families are bounded by Binhai, so they will inevitably have to deal with each other. There are too many entanglements in the shopping malls.

But the relationship between Yuan Jiao and the Song family is really embarrassing.

Ex-husband and current...

Jiang Chenhe didn't say it was difficult, but there was always hesitation.

Song Xiao was still handing over the invitation card, which means that if you don't accept it, I won't leave.

"Mr. Jiang feels that sincerity is not enough? If so..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand as white as jade reached out, took the invitation in Song Xiao's hand, and said with a gentle smile, "Please tell Mr. Song that we will be there on time."

Speaking of this, there is really nothing to say.

"Okay, I will greet you personally when the time comes." Song Xiao nodded Xici's forehead affectionately, "I remember Xixi will come too, your brother Song Yao has always been thinking of you."

Xici glared at him angrily.

Song Xiao laughed happily.

Before getting in the car, Yuan Jiao insisted on taking the same car with Xi Ci, Jiang Chenhe probably guessed that Yuan Jiao wanted to have a good talk with Xi Ci, so he took Jiang Yucheng and Jiang Mingcheng into another car.

As soon as he got in the car, Jiang Chenhe took away the mobile phone that Jiang Mingcheng was fiddling with with his head down.

"Hey! Dad, what are you doing! I'm playing games!"

Jiang Chenhe said in a deep voice: "I have told you everything I should say before, but judging from your performance today, you didn't take my words to heart. Mingcheng, dad will tell you clearly today, No matter what feud you had with Xi Ci before, from today onwards you are a family, you are older than him, you can be regarded as his elder brother, let him do everything, in the future at school, I don't want to hear the news of you bullying him again, Understand?"

Jiang Mingcheng sneered twice, "Brother? Let him go? Dad, you don't know how to treat your own son like this on the first day of their mother and son? What kind of ecstasy soup did their mother and son give you!"

"I don't want to hear these words again, and from now on, I don't want to see you sneering and hurting others again. If you still have the same attitude towards Xici in the future, you might as well go abroad just like your brother."

Jiang Mingcheng looked out of the car window, and he didn't have the guts to argue with Jiang Chenhe, "Okay, I'll let him do it, do you want to give him my room too?"

Jiang Chenhe lowered his brows and said nothing, turned his head to look at Jiang Yucheng.

Jiang Yucheng seemed to be sending a text message, noticed Jiang Chenhe's gaze, nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I will take care of him."

Only then did Jiang Chenhe heave a sigh of relief.

After Jiang Yucheng finished speaking, he took the mobile phone, deleted the words that he had pondered over and over again, and solemnly typed a few words on the mobile phone.

——Don't worry, I will take good care of him.

Sent successfully.

In the other car, Yuan Jiao was looking helplessly at Xi Ci, who seemed to have nothing to do.

"Xixi, what happened to you today?"

Xici grinned, not as sad as before, and smiled as if nothing happened, "It's really nothing, mom, don't worry."

In Yuan Jiao's worried eyes, Xi Ci's heartless appearance was just a cover-up.

She said to Xici earnestly, "You said just now that you miss your father, do you want to go see him?"

The smile on Xici's face fell, and he said in a muffled voice: "I think about it, but I dare not go. I haven't seen him for so many years. Will he blame me?"

"That's your father, how could you blame you, you go to see him, he's not happy enough."

Xi Ci was silent for a moment, "It's better to go again after a while. After all, you just entered Jiang's house and went to see Dad. It's not good for others to see."

A dismissive smile flashed across the corner of Yuan Jiao's mouth, "What am I thinking, Xixi, mom has told you many times, don't care what other people say."

"But what they said was ugly. Mom, doesn't your reputation matter?"

Yuan Jiao lowered the window of the car, and the evening breeze blew in, bringing a fresh fragrance.

"If you want them to decide your life, you can continue to care about it." Yuan Jiao said: "But there are many things you need to care about. It's not worth caring about these insignificant things."

"It's not insignificant!" Xici said stubbornly, "I don't want to hear others criticize you and say that you are not good."

Yuan Jiao turned her head and smiled at him, "Mom doesn't care, and Mom also hopes you don't care, as long as Mom just wants you to live well."

Xici was discouraged.

From childhood to adulthood, Yuan Jiao's attitude has always been the same, and he doesn't care what other people think.

On the contrary, he always digs into a dead end.

"After that, Uncle Song's birthday, do you want to go?" Xi Ci always felt that the invitation was a hot potato, not to mention there was Song Yao around, so he didn't want to go.

"Go, the invitations have been accepted, why not go?"

"But……"

"If you don't want to go, just stay at home and don't worry about your mother. Mom is an adult, and adults have their own ways of dealing with it. Children don't have to worry so much."

Xici was helpless, well, he is just a child now.