Chapter 84 I'm so sad

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If Zhou Hua'an really had so much reluctance towards Jiang Yanci, he wouldn't have let Zhou Zhilin tease him like this.

Moreover, over the past few years, has he lacked the time and opportunity to see Jiang Yanci?

No!

He didn't see him in the past, nor did he see him yesterday, but today when Jiang Yanci and Zhou Zhilin had a falling out...

Wen Jiu would never believe that he had no other purpose!

Seeing her answer so confidently, Zhou Hua'an actually admired her sharpness.

It's a pity... Zhou Hua'an sighed: "Little girl, you can't get the answer you want from me, you can go." "

In that case, I can guarantee that the old man can't get what you want from Jiang Yanci either." Wen Jiu said lightly.

Facing Zhou Hua'an's increasingly sharp eyes, Wen Jiu raised his lips indifferently:

"I think the old man should know my identity and know that I have the ability to do what I say."

"Aren't you afraid of falling out with Ah Yan because of this?" Zhou Hua'an asked sharply.

After all, his position in Jiang Yanci's heart is different from others.

However, Wen Jiu just smiled indifferently when he heard this: "If Jiang Yanci can't tell right from wrong, then why should I be afraid?"

After a moment of silence, Zhou Hua'an sighed helplessly: "You girl, you have such a clear mind."

Wen Jiu took the opportunity to thank him modestly.

Seeing this, Zhou Hua'an let out a sigh of relief as if he had compromised, and he looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window.

"Zaixi, that is, A Yan's mother, is my youngest child. I regard her as the apple of my eye and the treasure in my palm. But that girl married to Gangcheng regardless of everything."

"It doesn't matter if she marries far away, as long as she lives a happy life. I can accept it. I even like the children she gave birth to very much."

"I thought my Zaixi could live a happy life like this, but ten years ago!" Zhou Hua'an's voice suddenly became sharp with nostalgia.

He clutched the blanket tightly, his face flushed.

"Ten years ago, my Zai Xi died! She died because of the internal strife of the Jiang family!"

"I didn't want her to marry in Gangcheng, but I couldn't stop her. The Jiang family is so chaotic, why did she have to marry someone from the Jiang family?" "

After learning about Zai Xi's death, I regretted so much. I regretted letting her go to Gangcheng." When Zhou Hua'an mentioned the past, he punched his chest with his withered hands.

Tears gathered in his eyes: "But she is dead! I can only bring her ashes home... Only here is her home. Here, she will always be the only daughter of the Zhou family who is carefree."

Zhou Hua'an's love for his daughter is indeed very touching, but Wen Jiu didn't want to know the deep father-daughter relationship between them.

She quietly looked at Zhou Hua'an, whose emotions fluctuated too much, and waited until his breathing stabilized before continuing to ask:

"Since you love your daughter so much, why are you so cruel to her bloodline that remains in this world?"

"Why didn't he die together!"

"What, what?" Wen Jiu was stunned when she heard Zhou Hua'an's roar.

Zhou Hua'an didn't seem to expect that he would say what was in his heart. When he reacted, he slid down as if he was exhausted.

He looked at the gray ceiling, tears falling from the corners of his eyes: "Every time I think that Ah Yan is still alive, I want to ask why?"

"Because of him, because of his father! My Zai Xi will die. Why is my Zai Xi dead, but he is still alive? Sometimes I even wonder if my Zai Xi died to protect him."

"Every time I think of this, I wish he would die too, die!"

"Zai Xi loves his son so much, why doesn't he die with him?!"

Wen Jiu scolded him in a voice that was almost like a murmur: "Absurd!"

She stared at Zhou Hua'an with tears on his face: "According to your logic, shouldn't you die too?"

"She loves her child, she must love you as a father, right?"

Hearing this, Zhou Hua'an's hands trembled almost invisibly.

As if Wen Jiu had exposed his cowardice, Zhou Hua'an raised his hands to cover his face, and suppressed crying leaked out bit by bit.

But Wen Jiu couldn't feel any sympathy for him.

"If you hate him so completely, no matter how absurd and outrageous your hatred is, I have nothing to say!"

"But you, on the one hand, hate him, and on the other hand, use his admiration for you, his grandfather, and his importance to his mother's relics to drive him to work like a slave for your Zhou family!"

"You... are so disgusting." Wen Jiu has never been as angry as she is now.

Even when she was sent to the hands of kidnappers by her family members and sent to that terrible place where she was almost dead, Wen Jiu was not as angry as she is now.

She clenched her teeth, but she was so distressed that her voice trembled involuntarily: "Even today, you are using him."

When Jiang Yanci came to see his grandfather, the little hope in his heart became a joke.

Wen Jiu raised her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"In this world, there are some people who always like to blame their cowardice and hypocrisy on others."

Wen Jiu stated word by word: "You clearly knew who killed your daughter, but you did not seek revenge on him. Because, even if the Jiang family was in turmoil, it was not comparable to the Zhou family, which had already begun to decline at that time, so you didn't dare!" "

You transferred this cowardice and self-blame to Jiang Yanci, who also has the blood of the Jiang family. Even if he is the only blood of your daughter and is doing what you want to do, you dare not help him." "

When Jiang Yanci avenged his father and mother by himself, and saw that he became the new head of the Jiang family that everyone envied; compared with the Zhou family that had declined and was almost forgotten, your greedy minds were ready to move again."

Wen Jiu's voice gradually regained its stability, and every word was sonorous and powerful, "It is you who are hypocritical, you are selfish, and you are extremely greedy!"

The thoughts that he had hidden for many years were torn open by a little girl he had just met, revealing the rotten maggots under the intact skin.

Zhou Hua'an suddenly opened his mouth and burst into tears.

But Wenjiu just overturned the teacup in her hand, and the clear water flowed all over the floor, wetting the dry floor.

She put the teacup back on the table, raised her feet and left without looking back.

She felt suffocated if she stayed here for a moment longer.

When she walked out of the door, she saw that there was nothing behind the door, but she had never been so grateful.

Fortunately, Jiang Yanci did not understand her hint.

After deleting the recording in the mobile phone, Wenjiu pretended to walk out easily.

But when she walked out of the Zhou family's door and saw Jiang Yanci standing next to the car, she saw the desolation in his eyes that he tried his best to hide but could not escape, and Wenjiu could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes.

"You... heard it?" She asked, but in a statement tone.

Tears rolled down from the corners of Wenjiu's eyes.

Jiang Yanci raised his head, trying to pretend that nothing happened, but the redness in his eyes betrayed him completely.

Especially at the moment when he saw the pain in Wenjiu's eyes.

He strode forward and hugged the person who was crying silently in front of him, tightly as if he wanted to merge her into his flesh and blood.

"I'm so sad..." Jiang Yanci stroked the back of Wenjiu's head again and again, and comforted her: "Let our Jiujiu find out that I'm sad."

Originally, he was afraid that she would blame herself, so he had already taken the opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, his Jiujiu was so smart that she could see his sadness at a glance.