Pretending to be good

I don't know what evil wind is blowing recently, Jiangcheng seems not to be peaceful recently.

The manifestation of not being too peaceful is that several groups in Jiangcheng have broken the balance for several years, or since the Huo family returned to China, the commercial competition in Jiangcheng has come to the fore.

Because of this, Jiang Chenhe and Jiang Yucheng did not go home for several days.

One morning, early in the morning, Xi Ci saw Yuan Jiao sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, occasionally looking towards the direction of the door, as if he was waiting for something.

Seeing Xici coming downstairs, Yuan Jiao casually asked him to have breakfast, but just as Xici was sitting at the dining table, footsteps sounded outside the door.

It was Jiang Chenhe who came back.

Xi Ci raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Jiao. Could it be that he was sitting here early in the morning just to wait for Jiang Chenhe to come back?

Yuan Jiao got up to meet him, took the coat Jiang Chenhe took off, "Didn't you say you came back last night? Why can't you even get through the phone?"

Jiang Chenhe's complexion didn't seem to be very good, nor was he as pleasant as before, his eyes wandered, he completely refused to look at Yuan Jiao, said a few words in a hurry, and went upstairs.

Yuan Jiao stood in place holding Jiang Chenhe's coat, looked up at Jiang Chenhe's back, the woman's intuition told her that Jiang Chenhe was hiding from her.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Xici's voice reminded Yuan Jiao, who forced a smile, "It's okay."

Even though he said so, he still lowered his head subconsciously and sniffed the collar of Jiang Chenhe's coat in his hand.

The smell of perfume.

Yuan Jiao knew it in his heart, went upstairs to hang Jiang Chenhe's coat in a ventilated place, and unintentionally asked a few questions about work.

Jiang Chenhe answered casually, saying that the company has a lot of things to do recently, in one word, busy.

"Where were you last night?"

Jiang Chenhe was drying his hair with a towel, but he was speechless when he heard Yuan Jiao's question.

Yuan Jiao looked at him, without hiding it, and pointed it out directly, "Your suit smells of perfume."

"Oh, you said this." Jiang Chenhe was taken aback, and then explained to Yuan Jiao with a smile: "Last night, there was a reception to socialize, and the perfume should have been stained at that time."

Jiang Chenhe's tone was relaxed and his attitude was calm, so Yuan Jiao didn't think too deeply.

A month later, just before Xici and Jiang Mingcheng were going to school for military training, an unexpected visitor came to the Jiang family.

Aunt Chen who has left the Jiang family.

Aunt Chen, who used to work in Jiang's house, wore the same uniform and neat work clothes all year round, and her hair was always combed meticulously. After not seeing each other for a few months, Aunt Chen seemed to have changed.

High heels, the season's famous brand is sexy and textured, her long hair reaches her waist, and her exquisite makeup is almost recognized by no one.

"Madam Yuan, long time no see."

Aunt Chen seemed to have changed from the inside out, her confident and flamboyant smile made people wonder what happened to her in the past few months.

Yuan Jiao looked up and down, looked away, and said politely, "Long time no see."

In the past, Aunt Chen worked in Jiang's house and felt that she was inferior to others. Now she left Jiang's house and came back to sit on an equal footing with the hostess as a guest, which is quite elated.

Jiang Mingcheng and Xici came down from upstairs, and they saw Aunt Chen on the sofa in the living room at a glance.

"Aunt Chen?"

Aunt Chen smiled at Xici: "My name is Chen Hao, if you don't mind Xici, you can call me Miss Chen."

The moment Jiang Mingcheng saw her, his complexion immediately turned bad, and he subconsciously felt that Chen Hao's visit today was not kind, and no matter how he looked at it, he looked like he was here to show off his might.

Sitting sprawled on the sofa, casually holding an apple, he glanced at Aunt Chen vaguely.

"Miss Chen is here today, I don't know why."

Chen Hao imitated Yuan Jiao's sitting posture, and said with a reserved smile on his face, "I'm here to find Mr. Jiang."

"My dad is not free." Before Yuan Jiao could speak, Jiang Mingcheng was the first to refuse.

"Really?" Chen Hao brushed his hair behind his ears, with a deep smile on his lips, and rubbed his stomach, "But, I have something important to talk to Mr. Jiang about."

This action is simply self-evident.

Xici kicked Jiang Mingcheng's restless leg away from his foot.

Jiang Mingcheng was sitting upright, opening his mouth to drive away the guests, "Okay, when my dad comes back, I will tell him about it, can you go now?"

"Mingcheng, why are you in a hurry? Since Mr. Jiang hasn't come back yet, it doesn't matter if I wait."

Yuan Jiao is also a woman, so she can naturally see Aunt Chen's intention for coming, but Yuan Jiao doesn't believe it until the evidence is conclusive.

Jiang Mingcheng didn't have the patience of Yuan Jiao, "Miss Chen, this is the Jiang family, if you want to wait, it depends on whether the master agrees."

Aunt Chen looked at Jiang Mingcheng without fear, "Mingcheng, don't be angry, I have already sent a message to Mr. Jiang when I arrived at Jiang's house, he should be there in a while."

"You don't remember anything I told you before?"

Aunt Chen smiled, "Of course I remember, so I'm here to tell you today that what you said before is all wrong."

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As soon as the words fell, Jiang Chenhe strode in from the outside, his eyes fixed firmly on Chen Hao.

"How did you come?"

Chen Hao stood up and looked at Jiang Chenhe tenderly, "You don't answer my calls, and you are always away from the company, so I have no choice but to come home to find you."

Yuan Jiao stood up, "Since Ms. Chen has something to do with you, you can talk about it."

In front of the child, Yuan Jiao gave Jiang Chenhe enough face, even though she knew what was going on.

In the past month, Jiang Chenhe obviously had something on his mind, and his performance was completely opposite to the usual one. Yuan Jiao didn't tell the truth, and didn't bother to question him.

After all, if there is such a thing, paper cannot contain the fire.

Seeing Yuan Jiao getting up to leave, Chen Hao said loudly: "Miss Yuan, don't you want to know what I want to do with Mr. Jiang?"

Yuan Jiao said with a smile: "You came to the house to look for Shen He, it must be a private matter, I am not interested in listening to other people's private matters."

After speaking, Yuan Jiao turned and left.

Chen Hao looked at Yuan Jiao's back, and said slowly: "What if I say that this matter is related to Miss Yuan?"

"Enough!" Jiang Chenhe said angrily, "Chen Hao, let's go out and talk about anything."

"Mr. Jiang, what are you afraid of? Do you dare to do it or not?"

"Chen Hao, enough is enough!"

"I'm already in moderation. I can pretend that what happened a month ago didn't happen, but now it's impossible even if I want to." Chen Hao covered his stomach and looked at Jiang Chenhe, "I'm pregnant, Jiang Chenhe Sir, I am pregnant, and I am pregnant with your child, I have gone to the hospital to do a paternity test, and I am sure it is your child, if you don't believe it, you can go to the hospital to do it again."

Earlier, Jiang Mingcheng was approached by Xu Rou's fake pregnancy. Xici used this trick to scare Xu Rou's mother and daughter away. Chen Hao heard and saw it at the time. Now that she is pregnant, she does the same.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jiang Mingcheng knew that the matter was probably true when he saw Jiang Chenhe's expression, and hurriedly glanced at Yuan Jiao, "Pregnant? I knew you wanted to climb into my dad's bed when you were at Jiang's house before. You know it’s true or not, but you still want to play the trick that mothers are more expensive than children?”

"Mingcheng, I know you don't believe me, but you can ask your father whether this matter is true or not."

Jiang Chenhe's eyes were on Yuan Jiao, but Chen Hao said that when it came to this, he felt a little sophistry no matter what he said.

"Yuan Jiao, you go upstairs first, I'll explain to you later."

Yuan Jiao Gujing Wubo glanced at him, respected him, nodded and walked upstairs.

Seeing that the person was about to leave, and no one was watching the play, Chen Hao immediately said loudly: "Jiang Chenhe, you have to explain to me and the child in my stomach, you were the one who raped me that night when you were drunk!"

"Enough! Shut up!"

Xi Ci stood on the side and did not speak. This matter seemed to be the least of his business among the few people present. Yuan Jiao did not speak, and he had no room to speak.

Jiang Chenhe took Chen Hao away, and even a woman should know what it means to make such a fuss, and Chen Hao's goal has been achieved.

A little later, Xici entered Yuan Jiao's room, and Yuan Jiao was sitting by the window reading a book, but he didn't see the sad and angry expression after being betrayed.

Seeing Xici come in, Yuan Jiao smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Standing in front of Yuan Jiao, Xi Ci actually didn't know what to say.

"Mom knows what you want to ask, don't worry, I'm fine."

Xi Ci knew she was fine, and he had rarely seen Yuan Jiao really sad.

Whether it's the Huo family or the Song family.

After the two divorces, she didn't care about taking Xici back to the small courtyard of Yuan's family, reading books and watering the flowers.

It seems that men and marriage are not important to her.

"Uncle Jiang..." Xici hesitated and hesitated.

"I'll listen to his explanation."

"If this is true..."

Yuan Jiao closed the book and looked at the sunlight outside the window, "Do you think that my mother has married four men before, so she is not qualified to pick and choose?"

"No, I didn't think so."

Yuan Jiao smiled and said: "You don't think so, mom is very happy, but I know that many people think like this, but Xici, what mom wants to tell you is that marriage and love are two different things."

"Then do you love Uncle Jiang?"

Yuan Jiao shook his head frankly, "I don't love. Xici, I'm not as young as you. My mother is old and has lost interest and impulse, and has lost the ability to love someone."

Xici was silent, and asked again, unwillingly, "Then do you love Dad?"

Yuan Jiao also remained silent.

love?

It should have been love many years ago, but too much time has passed, too many things have happened, and those full of love will eventually wear out in the passing time.

In fact, there is no love or not. As early as when she married into Huo's family and put on that ring, she could no longer think of anyone in her mind, and when she had no thought of crying or laughing, she knew that , In her heart, there is really no one else.