After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Chu Xiaojuan's excited look is still vivid in her mind.

Now, only about two weeks after the accident, Jiang Muming and Chu Xiaojuan actually ended up in such trouble.

At this time, Jiang Yi'an's cell phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

The woman frowned and answered, "Who is it?"

"Hello, Miss Jiang, this is Beihai Police Station in Rongcheng City. Your father, Jiang Muming, has been arrested on suspicion of intentional injury due to domestic violence and is now in the detention center."

"He asked us to contact you here to send him some necessary items. He also has something to explain to you."

Jiang Yi'an held the phone and took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll go there tomorrow."

Probably because he didn't expect Jiang Yi'an to agree so happily, the person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and sighed: "After all, you are the daughter's caring father."

"We have also contacted Mr. Jiang's other relatives before. They are either in the countryside or abroad. The only two who stayed in Rongcheng are also in hospital and cannot come at all."

Jiang Yian smiled and chatted politely with the police for a while before taking a deep breath and hanging up the phone.

In fact, if possible, she would also like to imitate other relatives of the Jiang family, pretending to be absent or pretending to be sick.

But if she didn't go, Jiang Muming would continue to harass the police and ask them to contact her.

She didn't want to embarrass the grassroots police.

And no matter what, Jiang Muming is her biological father. Even if she hates him, the blood relationship is still cut off.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yi'an stood in the kitchen, staring at the bubbling chicken soup in a daze.

She was so absorbed in watching that she didn't even hear the sound of a car stopping outside.

When Mr. Mo was supported by Butler Bai and walked into the Mo family's old house, he immediately saw the back of the woman standing next to the stove in the kitchen, making soup.

The scene in front of him made the old man couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

He didn't know why, but the more he looked at Jiang Yi'an, the more he liked him.

No matter whether she wants to marry Mo Nanze or Mo Beixiao, as long as she is willing to marry the Mo family and be his granddaughter-in-law.

"Ding--!"

At this time, Jiang Yi'an's cell phone rang.

The woman came to her senses and took the chicken soup off the gas stove neatly.

The edge of the casserole was so hot that she hissed several times.

The moment she put down the casserole, the woman quickly reached out and put her hands on her ears, trying to use this gesture to relieve the burning sensation in her fingers.

When he turned around, he saw Grandpa Mo standing at the door of the kitchen, leaning on a cane and smiling.

Jiang Yi'an's eyes widened and he rushed over to support the old man: "Grandpa, you are back!"

As she spoke, she pointed to the dining table next to her: "I originally planned to deliver your meals to the hospital."

"It's just the right time for you to come back!"

"Ah."

Mr. Mo smiled and glanced at the delicious home-cooked dishes on the table, and then at the chicken soup that had just been brought out behind Jiang Yi'an, and a hint of warmth came to his heart: "An'an, you are interested."

Jiang Yian curled her lips and smiled a little sheepishly: "Didn't you also cook me several nutritious meals when I was in the hospital?"

"Now that you are sick, I naturally have to show off."

The woman's words made Mr. Mo startled subconsciously.

He turned and looked at Butler Bai, then raised his eyebrows at Jiang Yi'an: "I almost forgot, I even made you a nutritious meal.