【Double Life】The Redeemer

He was just a servant, Liang Chuan said so, and Uncle Chun couldn't talk anymore, he said yes, after the other party finished his breakfast, he packed up the tableware and left the room.

Liang Chuan tried his forehead, and it was still a little hot.

Even with the medicine on the lower part of his body, the burning pain was still unbearable, but Liang Chuan felt much more relaxed. It was psychological. If An Jia treated him like this, it would reduce his disgust and resentment towards him in his previous life, and he would be happy. .

He couldn't hate An Jia if he wanted to do it. He wasn't someone who had three views, clear and bright, and Guang Zhengwei's responsibility. That's why in his last life, he tried all the seemingly gentle means to keep An Jia by his side.

He seems to have given An Jia a vast grassland, but in fact, he is still raising them in captivity.

Liang Chuan pulled up the corners of his lips and smiled, Xiao Jia wanted to change his identity, so that he could also taste the feeling of being imprisoned and restrained, and the identities of each other were very different, not like a lover, but like a pet.

However, the difference is that Liang Chuan will not despair.

He loves An Jia and is willing to be with him, so... From a twisted level, this is his wish fulfilled.

He wasn't upset, really, not at all.

There were tears in Liang Chuan's eyes, and he put his hand on his forehead, and the tears flowed from between his fingers.

When it was over, I couldn't control it again, and wept with joy, really.

...

An Jia accompanied An's mother to the hospital for a routine checkup, and then accompanied the old man to dinner, and bought some winter clothes, seasonal luxury goods. The old lady loved money, but she couldn't stand her son's wishes.

But the child is doing well, and she is very happy.

After getting in the car, Mother An said: "Xiaojia, Mom has finished knitting the sweater and scarf for Boss Liang, you can take it to him when you have time."

"Okay." An Jia drove the car in a happy mood. She even played the piano music, and the smile on her lips never faded.

"It's almost Chinese New Year, so don't live in the apartment you live in recently, come home, ah, call Boss Liang over here casually, I'll see his family... Sigh..." Mama An sighed.

"Well, okay, the company is busy recently, and I'll be back in a few days." An Jia paused, "I'll call Uncle Liang too."

"Ah."

When they arrived in the community, when the mother and son were carrying things and talking, there was a girl in front of her who was wearing a red woolen coat and had long soft hair. She carried too many things and scattered them on the ground. Mother An and An Jia helped to pick them up.

The girl thanked her repeatedly, her eyes fell on An Jia, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

An Jia wore a black business coat, a blue shirt inside, the buttons were buttoned up, her hair was combed up on her forehead, she was handsome and abstinent.

The three got on the elevator at the same time, and An's mother and An Jia helped her share a part.

Mama An was talking to that girl. The girl's name was Ning Rou. Her parents passed away a few years ago. She now works in a foreign company. She just moved to this community today. It happened to be opposite Mama An.

Hearing that there were no parents, Mama An's heart melted into water, and she felt even more fond of Ning Rou.

An Jia stared at her own reflection on the elevator, her smile disappeared at some point and became faint.

Ning Rou peeked at An Jia from time to time, and was noticed by An's mother, "Xiao Jia, Xiao Rou just moved here, and there are a lot of big things in the house that haven't been properly arranged. You can help her later."

An Jia came back to her senses and looked at them.

Ning Rou is a typical Jiangnan woman with a soft and elegant appearance. When he looks at it, he will blushed shyly and bowed his head.

Nothing complicated and malicious.

The phone in his pocket vibrated a few times. It should be... His Uncle Liang sent him a message.

An Jia raised her lips and smiled, "Okay."

Mother An also laughed, and she was relieved. It seemed that her guess was wrong.

An Jia helped Ning Rou arrange the furniture, drank the other party's glass of water, exchanged a few words, and returned home.

"This girl, what a pity. It's almost Chinese New Year, and there's no one at home." Mother An said while ironing the sweater knitted for Liang Chuan.

"Ah."

"A very obedient and gentle girl. I quite like a girl who feels sorry for her."

An Jia looked at Liang Chuan's message and asked him if he would go back tonight.

【Uncle Liang, take a good rest and take your medicine. I'll be at my mother's place tonight and I'll see you tomorrow. 】

It was quiet for a while before replying [OK].

"We just met and chatted a few words, mom, you think he is very nice." An Jia responded to her mother.

"Mom has lived for so many years, it's impossible for her to be so blind."

"That's right, it's pretty good." An Jia paused, "Why don't you recognize her as your goddaughter."

An's mother packed the sweater and scarf in the bag, and even the bag was carefully selected, very delicate and expensive powder bag.

She sat next to her son, "Are you not interested in touching him? That girl has a good temperament and conversation."

"Mom, I've been very busy with work recently, so I don't have this idea for the time being, and I just met."

"Xiaojia, you are already 23." Mama An sighed, "Mom, I just want to watch you marry a wife and have children. Mom is not in good health and is always afraid that she won't see that day."

"What nonsense are you talking about, mom." An Jia held the old lady's hand, "You will live a long life."

"Xiaojia, just be a mother, please, let's get in touch, if it's inappropriate, then how about it?" She looked at her son with pleading and hopeful eyes.

An Jia was only silent for a moment, and for a short moment, he smiled and said to his mother, "Okay."

Mother Ann smiled happily. She was cooking dinner, and the house was full of fireworks, making her very happy and warm.

On the other side, in Liang Chuan's villa, he was the only one sitting on the huge long dining table, and there were delicate dishes on display, which were An Jia's favorite dishes.

Liang Chuan was sitting and eating in his pajamas. He looked very thin, obviously, the heating was sufficient, but he just felt cold, cold to the bone.

Once he could get up from the bed, he didn't want to lie down.

Dr. Zhao gave Liang Chuan a drip and prescribed the medicine as usual, and then called An Jia.

"I still have a low-grade fever." Dr. Zhao sat in the car, "You are also a medical student. His physique is so poor that ordinary fevers are very troublesome, let alone later! The fever is caused by a tear in the court. Later The injury must only be seen by you."

"I see. Did you give him the medicine?"

"Well, but I reduced the dose." Dr. Zhao paused, "You are not afraid of him finding out, you are too bold."

There was no response there, just hung up the phone.Dr. Zhao put away his mobile phone and didn't care about other things any more, as long as he had the money, it was fine.

...

An Jia stood by the window for a while, then turned around and left the room, put on her coat, took the car keys, and drove to the villa.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening when he arrived.

"Mr. An, you are here." Uncle Chun said respectfully.

"Why haven't you rested yet?" An Jia took off her coat and put it in her arms, "Where's Uncle Liang, haven't you slept yet?"

"Mr. fell asleep after dinner, but just had a bad cough. I'll give him some hot cough syrup."