The villain of Quick Transmigration was abducted by the host again

The lecture hall for the first grade of the Department of Computer Science.

The teacher lectures on it.

Sitting in the corner of the last row, Ah Nong was dozing off.

And beside her, sat Jiang Yanchuan.

Jiang Yanchuan was still listening to the class seriously, but suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

He turned his head and saw that Ah Nong had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Jiang Yanchuan looked at her, his eyes were full of warmth, and the corners of his lips curved slightly unconsciously.

He lowered his body carefully so that Ah Nong could lean more comfortably.

Suddenly, Jiang Yanchuan noticed a gaze falling on him.

Looking along the line of sight, I found a middle-aged man with elegant temperament and handsome appearance standing outside the classroom.

The middle-aged man was wearing a well-trimmed suit, and his figure was well maintained, except that he had some gray hair on his temples.

He was looking at him, and there seemed to be some strong emotions surging in his eyes.

Jiang Yanchuan frowned slightly, he didn't know this person.

He was on guard in his heart, looking at the middle-aged man with some hostility.

Originally, Jiang Yanchuan's demeanor was gloomy, but he restrained himself a lot in front of Ah Nong during this time.

But it's still the same when facing other people.

Jiang Yanchuan looked away and continued to listen to the teacher's lecture.

The moment Jiang Mingchao saw Jiang Yanchuan, he was sure that this must be his son!

If it wasn't for his sanity, Jiang Mingchao would have almost rushed into the classroom.

Seeing the defense and hostility in Jiang Yanchuan's eyes, Jiang Mingchao felt complicated.

He suppressed his excitement and went to the principal's office.

After class, Jiang Yanchuan and other students left, so he woke up Ah Nong with some reluctance.

"Hmm... get out of class is over?"

Ah Nong sat up in a daze, her beautiful eyes were still hazy.

Jiang Yanchuan felt that his heart was confused.

He pursed his lips and hummed: "get out of class is over, let's go to the cafeteria."

Ah Nong nodded, pulled Jiang Yanchuan's sleeve, and was led to stand up by him.

Jiang Yanchuan held Anong's small handbag in one hand, while letting Anong pull his sleeve.

If possible, Jiang Yanchuan actually wanted to be held by Anong.

But he knew that Ah Nong didn't actually have that kind of thought about him.

It was because he was too greedy that he had delusions.

The two walked out of the classroom, but saw the head of the department walking towards them.

"Jiang Yanchuan, you go to the principal's office now."

Hearing what the head of the department said, Jiang Yanchuan frowned slightly. What did the headmaster want him for?

Before he could speak, he heard Ah Nong help him ask: "Director, what does the principal want him for?"

"The principal told me to go, just go."

How did the director know, he just received a call from the principal, asking him to come to Jiang Yanchuan in the first year of the computer department.

Jiang Yanchuan transferred to another department last month, and got the first place in his grade in the monthly exam two days ago.

It was also because of this that the director knew what Jiang Yanchuan looked like.

Hearing the director's answer, Ah Nong shrugged indifferently: "Then go."

In fact, Ah Nong knew why Jiang Yanchuan was called to be the principal, and the system told her in the morning that Jiang Mingchao was going to come by private plane.

Anong let go of Jiang Yanchuan's sleeve and said, "It's a good deal for you today. I will cook for you in person later. You can go to the principal's place."

Anong said to let him go, but no matter how reluctant Jiang Yanchuan was, he still nodded.

He looked at Ah Nong and said, "I'll be over soon."

Ah Nong took her small handbag and waved her hand: "Got it!"

Jiang Yanchuan left with the head of the department, and Anong followed Bei Wenjing who came to have dinner with her.

"Yaoyao, otherwise I'll cook for you later, you haven't even cooked for yourself before."

If it were someone else, they would probably feel that Ah Nong didn't even make a meal by himself, which is too hypocritical.

But Bei Wenjing doesn't think so, she thinks that Ah Nong should be delicate and let others deliver everything.

Hearing Bei Wenjing's words, Ah Nong waved his hand: "No need, I also want to cook by myself today, I haven't tried it yet!"

When Ah Nong said that, Bei Wenjing didn't say anything more.

When the two arrived at the cafeteria, they went to line up together.

Bei Wenjing was still thinking about whether Ah Nong would not be able to hold something, but she had a dinner plate in each hand, and it was safe!

"Yaoyao, you are so amazing! Who dares to call you squeamish!"

Ah Nong is used to being praised by Bei Wenjing, and after listening to her words, she nodded cooperatively: "Yes! This lady is not squeamish!"

On the other side, in the principal's office.

Jiang Yanchuan followed the head of the department to the principal's office, and immediately recognized the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, the one he had seen outside the classroom before.

He really came for him!

Jiang Yanchuan lowered his eyelids slightly to hide the emotion in his eyes.

It was the first time for the principal to see Jiang Yanchuan, and he didn't notice such a person in the school at all.

Seeing that both Jiang Yanchuan and Jiang Mingchao had the surname Jiang, he guessed whether they were relatives.

When seeing Jiang Yanchuan, the headmaster opened his mouth to praise.

As a result, seeing the gloomy aura emanating from Jiang Yanchuan's body, he felt a little...unable to exaggerate.

After holding back, he finally said: "Jiang Yanchuan, right?"

Jiang Yanchuan nodded: "I am."

The principal laughed dryly and said, "This is the chairman of the Jiang Group. He wants to meet you."

Jiang Yanchuan looked at Jiang Mingchao.

He knew about the Jiang Group, the richest man in the Jiang family.

Such a person, why would you want to meet him?

When Jiang Yanchuan came in, Jiang Mingchao couldn't control his excitement and stood up.

Now after hearing the principal's introduction, Jiang Mingchao said to the principal: "I want to talk to him alone, can I trouble the principal to leave us some space?"

The headmaster nodded immediately: "Of course! You talk slowly!"

After finishing speaking, the principal went out, leaving the office to Jiang Mingchao and Jiang Yanchuan.

Jiang Mingchao saw Jiang Yanchuan's precautions, and without procrastination, he handed him a document bag: "Look at this first."

Jiang Yanchuan glanced at Jiang Mingchao.

In fact, he could feel that Jiang Mingchao had no malice towards him.

But Jiang Yanchuan couldn't let go of his guard against strangers.

What's more, it was a stranger who came to him out of nowhere.

However, Jiang Yanchuan still took the file bag, opened it, and took out a stack of documents.

One minute later, Jiang Yanchuan put down the documents in his hand and asked Jiang Mingchao, "You sent someone to investigate me and me...for what purpose?"

Jiang Yanchuan couldn't call Jiang Fuchun's mother. He was only two or three years old when he was ignorant, and he expected his mother to call her when he cared for her.

It was never called again.

Because he knows that she doesn't love him.

Jiang Mingchao couldn't hide his excitement, and took out a few more photos to Jiang Yanchuan.

Only then did he speak: "18 years ago, my wife and I gave birth to a son, but he disappeared when he was two months old."

"My wife and I have not given up searching for 18 years, until one day someone asked me to investigate Jiang Fuchun."

"Here are two photos of my wife and I when we were young. You can compare your photos when you were young."

The other photos were of different age groups of Jiang Mingchao and Wen Ruoxue.

The couple have been good-looking since childhood.

Jiang Yanchuan couldn't remember what he was like when he was a child, but he had eyes to see.

He understood what Jiang Mingchao meant. He believed that he was his son who had been missing for 18 years.

This cognition did not make Jiang Yanchuan happy.

He even thought plainly, no wonder Jiang Fuchun treated him badly.

So, isn't he her own?