You are the most gentle

"what?"

Jiang Lihe was caught off guard by being asked, she didn't expect Tan Xuan to say that suddenly, and she couldn't answer for a while.

"Well...it's okay, Dad, he just didn't meet the right person again, besides, there are so many people serving him, cough...no need."

Tan Xuan opened his eyes wide, as if he saw the most difficult scene in the world.

Her teacher Jiang... put his hand on his forehead, his eyes dodged, and he staggered away from her.

Jiang Lihe suddenly became shy.

Qin Xuan forced her further.

She approached Jiang Lihe, squeezed her wrist, put it on her lap, leaned forward, and exhaled like blue:

"Mr. Jiang, I don't care about your ex-boyfriends, but after we separated, have you ever had someone else?"

"..." Jiang Lihe frowned slightly, but still didn't look at her.

Tan Xuan knew that after the breakup, it was understandable whether her ex had found someone or not, but with Jiang Lihe's character, if she had not found someone else, then she must have not let her go.

But now that he had somehow hit Jiang Lihe's "shaming point", after she hadn't fully reacted, he had to ask.

The main reason is that Jiang Lihe usually bullies her, and now she wants to bully her back.

"Say."

Qin Xuan's tone was Yan Su.

"Well, no."

The tips of Jiang Lihe's ears were pink.

Qin Xuan continued to force her.

"Where are your friends? Are there any?"

In fact, she didn't know the answer, but she wanted to listen to Jiang Lihe herself.

"I have a cleanliness."

Qin Xuan smiled even wider, and continued to ask:

"You can't let me go, you can't forget me, so you don't look for me, do you?"

"……Yes"

Jiang Lihe's face also started to turn red.

But he still gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

Tan Xuan was about to step forward to kiss the corner of her mouth when he suddenly heard a cough.

"Cough cough."

Father Jiang stood at the door with two plates of food, looking a little embarrassed.

Tan Xuan was in a hurry, sat up straight, lowered his head, A only took a second.

Jiang Lihe rubbed his forehead in a concealed manner, and changed the subject: "What are you eating? Is auntie the only one at home?"

The cooking aunt is a high-paying aunt hired by their family. It's not because of her cooking skills, but because this older aunt cooks good dishes, which is very similar to Jiang Lihe's mother's cooking.

In order to create a harmonious and warm family atmosphere for his daughter-to-be, Jiang's father gave the family's service staff a holiday in advance, but only left the aunt who cooks and a few gardeners, so the house was empty.

Qin Xuan felt at ease instead.

"Well, they are all ordinary dishes."

They are mostly vegetarian. Qin Xuan took a look and found that they were all vegetable and soy products, and the only meat dish was a chicken soup.

"The chicken soup you like."

Jiang Zheng first filled Tan Xuan with a bowl of chicken soup, and then filled another bowl for Jiang Lihe, Jiang Lihe smiled wryly in his heart, what should come still will come.

as predicted--

"When Li He was young..."

Qin Xuan put down the bowl in an instant and raised his ears.

Jiang Zheng was obviously satisfied with her attitude.

Jiang Lihe sighed helplessly.

"At that time, she was still in school. Once, her mother sent her a text message saying that she wanted to drink chicken soup and asked her to come back quickly. As a result, she didn't come back until very late. Guess what she did?"

"What have you done?"

Tan Xuan stared at the old man with a mysterious smile in front of him.

"She went to buy two chickens and came back, saying that she wanted chicken soup for her mother. At that time, she was wearing a newly bought white dress, with a dead chicken in each hand."

"puff--"

Qin Xuan smiled and bent down.

Jiang Lihe couldn't laugh or cry.

The meal was finished in a reasonably cheerful atmosphere.

Although Qin Xuan pretended to be reserved, he only moved his chopsticks a few times and finished the bowl of chicken soup.

After dinner, Tan Xuan went back to Jiang Lihe's room, and Jiang Lihe went to Jiang's mother's bedroom on the top floor.

Pushing the door open, the bedroom is elegant and clean, and the furnishings are the same as in previous years. On the wall is a photo of Jiang Lihe holding a violin and Jiang Mu.

Jiang Lihe looked at the group photo quietly, as if in a daze.

"I haven't seen enough after watching it for so long."

Father Jiang sat beside her.

"Aren't you the same?"

Jiang Lihe smiled lightly.

"Yeah, I haven't seen enough, I haven't seen enough in my life. What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, if my mother is here, she must like her very much."

Jiang Lihe changed his posture, propped his chin with his hands, and took the opportunity to take a deep breath.

"She's a good kid."

"Well, so what the hell did you tell her?"

Jiang Lihe turned around and looked directly at Father Jiang who was sitting beside him, with a respectful attitude, his eyes were neither panicked nor hidden, and his expression was rare and serious.

Jiang Zheng also became serious and put away his usual appearance.

The father and daughter seemed to be negotiating.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Zheng suddenly smiled in relief.

"As expected of my daughter, I met a young mayor in the south before, and he didn't dare to look at me so calmly. You have grown up, Li He."

Jiang Lihe also smiled, but she was still waiting for Jiang Zheng's answer:

"I didn't say anything. I just talked about the fact that I brought you back when I was a child. The child loved you so much that he cried."

"Oh." Jiang Lihe sighed, "Thank you, Dad."

Jiang Zheng didn't answer her, Jiang Lihe stood up from the wooden chair, was about to get up and leave, when he walked to the door and looked back, he saw Jiang Zheng looking at her with very complicated eyes.