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

Jiang Yi'an frowned and glanced at Chengzong subconsciously.

After not seeing each other for two days, the little guy has lost weight visibly, and his eyes have changed from confident and optimistic to inferiority and cowardice.

Realizing that Jiang Yi'an was looking at him, Chengzong bit his lip, raised his eyes to look at her, and opened his mouth, trying to make a sound "Ahhhhh", but couldn't utter a single word.

Looking at his appearance, Jiang Yi'an felt a little distressed for no reason.

Chengzong is also a poor child.

He was stolen by Chu Xiaojuan from birth and used as a tool to force Jiang Muming into power. He lived as an illegitimate child for eight years and then was abandoned.

After being adopted by her and Mo Beixiao, he ostensibly lived with her sister, but in fact it was Grandpa Mo who took him and Mian Mian Xiaozhou together.

Only Grandpa Mo would affectionately call him Xiao Zong and treat him no differently than a biological child of the Mo family.

Now that the Mo family has suffered such a change, Chengzong has been abandoned again.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi'an took a deep breath and gently stretched out his hand to hug the little guy's chubby body: "It doesn't matter, the Mo family won't support you anymore, my sister will support you."

"From now on, you will live with your sister and Mianmian, okay?"

Chengzong blinked and looked at Jiang Yi'an, his eyes full of shock and emotion.

After a moment, he opened his mouth again, trying to speak, but still nothing came out.

Feeling that the little guy seemed to want to express something, Jiang Yi'an let go of him and took out his phone: "Do you want to say something to me?"

"If you can't speak, don't force it. You can also write it down."

Chengzong quickly shook his head and pushed the phone back to Jiang Yi'an.

Jiang Yi'an frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Mommy."

Xiao Zhou in the distance sighed: "My uncle's previous mother was actually not good to him at all. He is eight years old. Not only did he not go to elementary school, he even went to kindergarten for only a few days."

"He knows very few words and can't express them."

Jiang Yian was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably felt a little sympathy for Chengzong's experience in his heart.

She grew up in the countryside when she was a child. When Grandma Jiang took her, the conditions were not miserable.

But even then, Grandma Jiang still made her study on time and supported her until she went to college...

Jiang Chengzong is already eight years old and is old enough to study.

Chu Xiaojuan obviously got a lot of money from Jiang Muming, but... she didn't even let Chengzong study hard.

Thinking of this, the woman sighed and gently rubbed Chengzong's head: "It doesn't matter. If you really have something to say to me, when you get home later, can you draw a picture for me?"

"Your sister Mi has a lot of drawing things at home. In the future, we will not only teach you to read but also to draw."

Chengzong bit his lip and nodded heavily towards Jiang Yi'an.

"Mommy, I have a lot of painting materials here."

Xiao Zhou was silent for a while and glanced at Jiang Yi'an: "Don't you still want to express your condolences to Grandpa?"

"Just continue to line up here, and I'll take my uncle to paint for you, okay?"

Jiang Yian hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Thank you Xiaozhou."

After saying that, she emphasized again: "I told you, don't call me mommy again."

The woman's gentle voice made Xiaozhou's eyes turn red instantly.

He bit his lip and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I'm afraid... if I don't shout now, I won't have a chance to shout in the future."

After saying that, the little guy sniffed, turned around, took Mianmian and Chengzong through the door.