Mrs. Amnesia: The CEO chased her thousands of times

Suddenly, the security door was opened.

"Who?" A man's arrogant and rough voice came from behind.

Jiang Yuman mustered up the courage to look back and saw a middle-aged man of medium height and plain appearance standing at the door.

"I-I'm here to visit Jin Yidan's mother. Is this Jin Yidan's home?"

The man looked Jiang Yuman up and down, his eyes resting on her face, and then a strange look flashed across her face.

"What's your name? How do you know my family?"

"Jin Yidan asked me to come here. She said that her mother hasn't visited her for more than a year... uh... my name is Jiang Yuman."

"Jiang Yuman..." The man frowned slightly, as if he remembered something.

"Chang Kui, who is here? Is Xiao Dan back?" the old woman in the house shouted.

"No!" The man shouted impatiently into the room, then turned around and said to Jiang Yuman, "Go in, my mother is inside."

Jin Changkui led Jiang Yuman into Mrs. Chen's room and said, "Don't take too long!" Then he went to sit on the wooden sofa in the living room and smoke.

Jiang Yuman walked in and saw a thin, gray-haired old man lying on the bed. She sat down on the stool next to the bed and caught a glimpse of a photo frame on the messy bedside table. The photo was a photo of the teenage Jin Yidan and the man who had just opened the door for her. Both of them stood with their hands down, looking at the camera dully. , as if reluctant to take a group photo.

"You are?" The old woman propped herself up with her hands and tried to sit up. Jiang Yuman helped the old man sit up and said, "Hello, aunt, I am Jin Yidan's... friend." "Friend" sounds better than "inmate".

When the old woman heard that she was Jin Yidan's friend, she immediately smiled, holding Jiang Yuman's hand and asking questions. She learned from the old woman that her surname was Chen, that she was 65 years old, and that she was a worker in an old state-owned factory. Her wife passed away five years ago, and she had a son and a daughter. The son was named Jin Changkui and the daughter was named Jin Yidan. For some reason, the relationship between the brother and sister does not seem to be very good. In the past year, Jin Changkui has not allowed Mrs. Chen to visit Jin Yidan in prison, and he has also withheld the letters sent by Jin Yidan.

"Ms. Jiang, how are we, Xiao Dan, doing in there? Have we ever been bullied?" Old Mrs. Chen wished she could tell her everything about Jin Yidan eating and shitting in prison. Jiang Yuman picked up some nice things to say, and then asked Old Mrs. Chen if there was anything she needed to say. Old Mrs. Chen said everything, which was nothing more than ordinary mother's advice to her children.

"Well, when will our little Dan come out? I'm so confused that I can't remember the year, month and day. I just want to see my daughter before I die." Old Mrs. Chen looked at Jiang Yuman eagerly , there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Jiang Yuman didn't like Jin Yidan, and even with the excessive things Jin Yidan did to her, it was impossible for her to like such a person. If Jin Yidan hadn't provided the information she wanted, she wouldn't have come to visit her mother on her behalf.

At this moment, looking at Old Mrs. Chen, she suddenly felt a little envious of Jin Yidan. No matter how bad she was, she still had a mother who cared about her behind her.

She patted Mrs. Chen on the shoulder and smiled gently: "It's almost here. Don't worry, she will be back soon."

Jin Changkui sent Jiang Yuman downstairs. At the entrance of the corridor, he put his hands in his pockets and said with a condescending attitude: "Tell Jin Yidan to call me if you need anything, and don't ask anyone to come to the house. You, don’t come here again.”