shock!The eldest daughter, she tore up the script of the wealthy cannon fodder

Jiang Li also laughed.

"Buchen is very diligent, and he also knows how to pack his own things."

Children are children after all. After being praised a few times, Jiang Buchen's face turned red.

"I don't have a sister. My mother taught me to take care of my own things."

"That's right, but you are really much smarter than children of the same age." Jiang Li knelt down and looked directly into his eyes, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You were so smart the first time you saw me. You recognize who I am, right?"

Jiang Buchen's long and curly eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

"No, big sister." Jiang Buchen pouted his bright red mouth, "I seem to have never seen you before."

"Then why did you recognize my mother at first sight and call her accurately?" Jiang Li still had a faint smile on his face, "And why did you identify Jiang Yan as your father? You knew who your father was from the beginning, didn’t you?”

When they met for the first time, Jiang Li was already silently observing this kid.

Although he is the younger brother, Jiang Buchen is much smarter than Jiang Bufan.

"He is the eighth aunt's sister, so you should call him aunt. Your family may have done your best to accommodate him. You have to entertain him on New Year's Eve, but he is grateful and even wants to stay in the master bedroom. He I’m an old man now, and I’ve been married before. Do you just know etiquette?”

Jiang Zhaoyuan was the first to retreat with Jiang Shifan in his arms, signaling Xiaojia to be silent.

Seeing the indifference in Meng Wan's eyes, although Jiang Lizhi was not frightened, she still turned her head away and muttered: "Miss Jiang is worthy of being called Miss Jiang, she has such a powerful mouth..."

Jiang Lizhi was so scolded by a senior that her face turned red and white with anger.

"Sister, Chenchen understands what he is talking about."

A trace of disdain flashed across Wen Junjian's eyes.

"Little sister, let him take Chenchen home. Chenchen is very sleepy and wants to sleep."

Finally, at a little before eight o'clock in the morning, the sound of parking came from the villa.

Jiang Lizhi glanced at the white and large room behind her, and her expression instantly dropped.

It was Lin Manru who insisted that our father was inside, so Jiang Shifan took me and ran out.

Wen Junjian looked at you with amusement, "Who is that?"

"Is that room still vacant? It looks quite cramped. My sister-in-law knows that you are cold and sleep in a place that is too hot in winter."

The nurse was so calm that she almost called the police, but luckily you showed up.

How can anyone go to someone else's house to sleep in the master bedroom?

Just when Jiang Zhaoyuan was about to say something, Meng Wan walked down first and looked at Jiang Lizhi.

Seeing that the two big guys were safe and sound, Jiang Buchen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked the servant to carry the child up.

But it was obvious that Wen Junzhi wanted to give up, "Anyway, we were in the hospital those days, so what does it matter if you sleep for two nights? Wanzhi is still your biological sister. If you would refuse."

This girl, Wanzhi, must be talking nonsense!

The dark pupils were intense and there was also a trace of tiredness.

Shen Lan sent Jiang Cheng and Jiang Shixu back to their rooms to sleep early, and she and Jiang Mingyu waited with the old man.

The nurse was worried and had been following her, but it turned out that the two naughty guys were running too slowly, and one of them could be seen just because he was paying attention.

Jiang Lizhi stretched her head and looked inside again, pointing to the room opposite.

The Jiang family is really bad, even a big girl is so sharp-tongued.

Meng Xuezhi took her luggage and looked around from the moment she left the door.

"Dafan and Chenchen are both asleep, they are focused."

Those Jiang family members are really nothing like Xiaofang. They live in a seven-story villa, but they arrange a room like that for you.

The last second I fell limply into Meng Wan's arms.

"Whether you are holding on or not, let them do it. You have to go catch up on your sleep. Don't bother you."

She just went to check with the nurse here. Although Meng Xuezhi really didn't care much about them, she still ordered the doctor.

It was not early in the morning when I returned to Jiang's house.

Meng Wan continued to say something, picked up Wen Junjian, picked up my big bag, and said goodbye to Wen Junzhi.

Meng Wan comforted her: "Since we are used to getting along, I will ignore you. Anyway, you have done your due diligence."

...

The eighth floor just broke down and was our place, Jiang Mingchuan.

"That's Mingchuan and Wanzhi's room. Since every room in your house doesn't have air conditioning, it will heat them up."

Wen Junjian opened the door of the outermost room and said with a smile: "A small number of the servants outside the house have gone back during the Chinese New Year, and I don't have time to clean up that room, so I will trouble my sister to make do with it for one night, and I will take care of the two tomorrow." When the big guy's nanny is free, I'll ask you to tidy up a new room for him."

Jiang Zhaoyuan hurriedly got off and explained: "That's Wanzhi's sister Xuezhi. She was here when Wanzhi and Mingchuan held their wedding."

He knows the rules so well!

But it's often the kind of gentle questioning that makes people even more frightened.

Jiang Yan's face was full of resentment. He threw away the key and stepped out of the elevator.

Meng Wan's tone was not serious, but gentle.

It can be seen that your eyes are filled with envy.

Jiang Zhaoyuan was upset, but Meng Wan stopped you, turned around and left, and locked all the other rooms on the eighth floor, including the master bedroom, after leaving.

Jiang Zhaoyuan took Wen Junzhi to the eighth floor.

At the end, you added, "He can find time to tell Aunt Eight about what happened tonight and see how you react."

The seventh floor is where the old man lives.

But people from lower class backgrounds are just as angry as special people.

It was also because he "deliberately" called Jiang Yan his father that he caused so much trouble.

That sister...is bad and stupid, my brother and I need to be more careful!

Jiang Buchen had no impression, but after all, they were all guests. Seeing that it was already early, he let Jiang Zhaoyuan make arrangements while he went downstairs to sleep.

The moment you turned around, the big bun who was lying on your shoulder and yawning suddenly opened his eyes.

How did Big Hooves know that he was married?

Even with full vigilance and scrutiny.

Shen Lan and my family live on the seventh floor, and I, Meng Wan, and we live on the seventh floor.

Worried about the condition of the two big ghosts, Wen Junjian stayed awake and sat outside the living room waiting.

How did you deal with that Jiang Lizhi after that? Today, I saw that he was really an honest person.

Jiang Zhaoyuan was very angry, "Wanzhi is such a gentle and virtuous person, why doesn't she have such a reasonable sister? It's because you have a soft temper. You are probably used to being bullied at home."

"It's your sister's bad luck. If she could live in a house like that, it would be enough to build a whole village outside your house."

But whether it was because the other party was too old or something else, Lin Manru looked aggrieved from the beginning to the end.

...

Outside the hospital, it seemed that he had been crying and seeking comfort, but in fact he had been silently guiding Jiang Bufan.