Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

I haven't seen it before. After all, she is so similar to the little girl, but she didn't think of where to go.

There are many similar people in the world, and when I left, my child was less than two years old.

In these years, I have never looked for a child, so even if someone really stands in front of him, Mrs. Jun really doesn't know him.

But the stepson's sudden reminder had to think somewhere.

The surname Jiang, for Mrs. Jun, is the deepest in her heart.

"Guo Xiong, really...really listening to Xu?" His fingers grasped the patron of the Jun family beside him, his voice even more incredible.

Jun Guoxiong, the head of the monarch family.

Judging from the name, it is high hopes.

"Don't worry, do you know if you find someone to ask? A Zhan, how much do you know about Madam Mo? If you know it, please say quickly, don't make your aunt anxious!"

Jun Zhan straightened his sleeves slowly, and said slowly:

"I know, not much, but Mrs. Mo seems to have the last name Jiang. Listen to Xu, Auntie, why are you so excited?"

No one saw it, Jun Zhan's drooping eyes flashed full of mockery.

"She's me...it's me..."

Jun Guoxiong took his wife's hand and exerted some force:

"Wait for confirmation."

Madam Jun's eyes were obviously moist, but she still nodded:

"Guo Xiong, you must check it out!"

"Madam, don't worry, I'll let someone check it."

The husband and wife are deeply affectionate, but in front of the stepson Jun Zhan, they are not so beautiful.

The corners of his lips hooked coldly, raised his feet, and left.

However, after just two steps, he was pulled from behind.

"brother!"

"Let go!"

"No, brother, don't you like Yaya?"

"Say it again, let go!"

Jun Zhan's tone remained unchanged, even in the face of this half-sister, cold enough.

The little girl's face was full of stubbornness. Although she trembled in fear, she still clung to Jun Zhan's clothes.

And just when Jun Zhan was about to take it away, Mrs. Jun shouted:

"Yaya, come over to Mommy!"

The little girl reluctantly let go of her hand and ran back to Madam Jun, but Jun Zhan left without any pause at all.

However, when I saw Lu Yanlan, the color of mockery became more obvious:

"Miss Lu, no matter how deep it is hidden, there are times when it is dug out!"

Can paper wrap the fire?

If you want people to know it, you can't do anything.

This woman, huh...

Lu Yanlan couldn't help being startled, but nothing showed on his face:

"Young Master, what are you talking about? Why didn't I understand a word?"

The smile on Jun Zhan's face grew stronger:

"Really? Then Miss Lu, just think about it."

After Jun Zhan finished speaking, he really left this time.

At this moment, outside the hotel.

Jiang Tingxu squatted on the side of the road, buried his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mo Boyuan took a thick towel from the hotel staff:

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

Then he came over with a towel and gently put it on Jiang Tingxu:

"Don't freeze, can you tell me now, what's wrong?"

Jiang Tingxu raised his head, pressed his lips, and looked at Mo Boyuan, but made no sound.

Mo Boyuan was not in a hurry, and squatted down with his wife.

This made the hotel’s security guards look very puzzled: Can you see anything you can’t see when you squat there?

Jiang heard that Xu Mo closed his eyes in silence and sneered again before slowly saying:

"That Madam Jun, if she didn't admit her mistake, she would have abandoned my biological mother long ago!"