Chapter 111 (1/2)
Wen Shihao's gentle and understanding appearance: ”the relationship is a bit messy, isn't it?” When she spoke, she looked at Jiang Jiusheng all the time. ”Jin Yu, surnamed Jiang, and I are the same mother and father. His other sister is the daughter of my stepfather and his ex-wife.”
After her father died, her mother wenshuhuaxia married her stepfather Jiang MINCHANG, who was also second married and had a daughter with her ex-wife. Due to the great undertaking of the Wen family, Jiang MINCHANG, her stepfather, became a member of the Wen family and gave birth to Jin Yu in the second year of remarriage with her mother, Wen Shuhua.
Jiang MINCHANG's daughter and his ex-wife song Pei live together. Wen Shihao saw the mother and daughter several times when he was young, but he didn't have any impression. He only remembered that he was very down-to-earth. Jin Yu was very fond of his sister who shared his surname, so he had more contacts.
is as like as two peas. Jiang Jiusheng is very old. Wen Shi Hao only remembered that the girl was called Jiang Jiusheng, just like the name of rock star.
Jiang Jiusheng listened quietly, then raised his eyelids lazily: ”why do you want to talk to me about this?” It's just a casual friend. You need to take out your family.
Wenshi laughs and answers like a stream: ”because your name is Jiang Jiusheng, maybe you have some special fate.”
Jiang Jiusheng didn't continue this topic. Compared with fate, she believed that it was man-made.
”Sheng Sheng.”
It's Shijin.
Jiang Jiusheng's lips bent, looking for a voice to see the past.
Shijin came to her from the end of the corridor and said, ”how did you get out?”
”Just going to the bathroom.”
Shijin takes her and wants to take her over.
Jiang Jiusheng said ”excuse me” to Wen Shihao, and then followed Shi Jin away.
There are six little people in the Qin family.
It turns out that Jiang Jiusheng's mysterious boyfriend is him.
Wenshi stood for a long time, and then took back the eyes that had fallen in the distance. His mouth was like a smile: what a enigmatic man, though he didn't leave any light at a glance, he easily taught people not to open his eyes.
When Jin sent Jiang Jiusheng to the bathroom door, she raised her feet to go in, he pulled her.
”Sheng Sheng.”
”What's the matter?”
Shi Jin frowned slightly: ”the woman just now,”
he stopped and didn't know her name.
Jiang Jiusheng is funny: ”Wen Shihao?”
”Well.” He frowned deeper. ”Well, it's Wen.”
I don't seem to like you very much.
”What's wrong with her?” Jiang Jiusheng asked Shijin
When Jin thought about it, her tone was persuasive, like advice: ”there is no goodwill in her eyes, if you can, try not to communicate with her.”
There is no goodwill.
Jiang Jiusheng also saw that she was as good as current: ”I see.”
When Jin still holding her, did not let go.
”Tell me something else?”
Shi Jin nodded, ”well, I'll wait for you outside.”
Then he released his hand and took out the cigarette box in Jiang Jiusheng's coat pocket.
Jiang Jiusheng: ”...”
She hasn't touched a cigarette in three days!
Back to the table, the waiter served the main food. Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng's plate and cut the steak into small pieces for her. Maybe because of the professional habits of the surgeon, the steak was cut neatly by him. Jiang Jiusheng even thought that the posture of Shi Jin holding the knife was very similar Well, it's like anatomy.
After cutting, Shijin brings the plate to her. He puts down the knife and fork, picks out the shrimp balls in the pasta with the chopsticks, and puts them in the small plate for her to eat.
He suddenly said, ”that man was the second of the Qin family just now.”
No wonder he wears gloves. Jiang Jiusheng once heard Yuwen Chongfeng say that Qin Er has lost one tail finger, that is, he doesn't know who is so bold that he can even cut the finger of Qin's second in command.
She was surprised: ”do you know the Qin family?”
When Jin picked up the glass and drank half of it, his voice was soaked with wine and a little mellow, he said: ”Sheng Sheng, I'm also the Qin family.”
The spoon in his hand fell into the bowl, and there was a clang. Jiang Jiusheng was bleary, staring at her, but she couldn't turn her eyes.
He held the finger of the glass, white slightly, and asked carefully, ”are you angry?”
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head. ”No.”
She was just surprised how the wolf house like the Qin family could bring up the aristocracy like Shijin. Her brother Cheng would have said more than once that the people of the Qin family, even the blood is cold, are natural hunters.
She can't help but think of the way Shijin looked when she was fighting. Indeed, it was quite different from his gentle and elegant life.
After a moment of silence, Jin swallowed half of the red wine in the cup and spoke slowly: ”my mother was occupied by Qin Xing, she is a very ordinary person, but she was born too beautiful.”
This is the first time Jiang Jiusheng listened to Jin's talk about his family affairs. It's like talking about other people's affairs. There's no waves and no waves. There's only a thick dark color in her eyes.
Like a thousand sails over, polished edges and corners.
”When I was eight years old, I was taken back to the Qin family. My mother had an accident when she took me to escape.” When Jin stopped for a moment, ”she died young, only 26 years old.”Three words and two words, he said very simply, there was no fluctuation in his tone.
Jiang Jiusheng opens his mouth and wants to comfort, but he can't say a word, because she can't put herself in a position. She can't imagine how an eight year old child can survive without his mother's protection, how he can endure, how much he has to suffer before he can defend his corner in the dragon pool and tiger cave like the Qin family.
Yuwen said that the Qin family had not only eleven children, but also fourteen. The other three didn't live to be adults. The reason is that Yuwen's summary is very simple. There are only four words, weak meat and strong food.
It turned out that Shijin had come all the way. In the bloodbath, she had grown into a happy look now.
Jiang Jiusheng never spoke. He took a glass of red wine and listened to Jin's pause.
”I spent ten years in the Qin family, from eight to eighteen, learning fighting, etiquette and all the things that the Qin family should know.”
He took the glass in her hand, shook it, and drank, ”when I was eighteen, I left there.”
”Why leave?” She was curious about all his things, trying to get to the bottom of it, and trembling, afraid of touching things that should not be touched.
When Jin seems to see her caution, will be left in the glass of small half of the glass of wine to her.
Jiang Jiusheng takes a sip and tries to be calm.
When Jin this just returned her question: ”the person generally stays in a place for a long time, either because of the habit, or because of the fetter.” He held back his eyes, covered his mood, and said in a low voice, ”there's nothing I miss in that dark place.”
Jiang Jiusheng always thinks it's not that simple.
Shijin doesn't say, she doesn't ask any more, but she worries more and more: ”will they give up after you leave? What did the second Qin family tell you just now? Is he -- ”
when Jin interrupts her questions one by one and comforts her:” don't worry, the Qin family are busy competing for power and power, and they don't care about me. ”
Jiang Jiusheng breathed a sigh of relief.
”Sheng Sheng.” Shijin looked at her and asked, ”do you mind?”
What kind of family is the Qin family? Of course, Jiang Jiusheng has heard about it. It's no exaggeration to say that nine out of ten Qin family men have been stained with blood, either by others or by themselves.
But if it's Shijin
Jiang Jiusheng did not hesitate: ”I don't mind.” She took it for granted, ”you're just Shijin, a doctor.”
What's more, what's the use of mind? Jiang Jiusheng thought that even if Shijin was a peddler or a poor and vicious person, she might not be able to control so much.
In short, in a word, I lost my mind.
When Jin is probably like her answer, eyes full of laughter.
”Shijin.” Jiang Jiusheng asked, ”do you have your mother's surname?”
Shi Jin nodded, ”well, my mother's name is Shi Qiu. She is a timid but kind woman.” When talking about his mother, her eyes are gentle and soft.
Jiang Jiusheng's heart was too soft to speak. When he stood on his chin and looked at her, Jin said, ”you must be very like her.”
When Jin denied: ”I am not timid.”
Of course, not good.
”I mean looks.” Jiang Jiusheng smiled, ”you don't mean your mother was born too beautiful?”
So is Shijin, too beautiful.
”I don't remember her very much,” he said, noncommittal. ”I just heard that I look like her.”
Jiang Jiusheng listened to his heartache and gave him all the meat in the bowl.
When Jin smiles, her eyes are dim.
The second room on the left of the upper floor is also the VIP room. Wen Shihao comes back late. As soon as she enters the door, she sees her younger brother who hasn't had an expression in ten thousand years. She frowns at the note paper Jiang Jiusheng wrote to him, which seems to be in a tangle.
She sat down and said, ”Mom, can you renew my coffee? I have something to ask Jinyu. ”
This is to support her.
Wen Shuhua's disposition is soft, and he doesn't have any opinions. He is usually obedient to his daughter, but he doesn't feel relieved. Before walking, he admonishes: ”if Jin Yu doesn't want to say it, don't force him.”
”I see.”
Wen Shuhua just went out.
”Jin Yu.”
Wen Shihao sat down and shouted, ”Jinyu.”
Jiang Jinyu didn't respond at all. He didn't lift his eyelids. He lowered his head and folded the note paper in his hand.
Wen Shihao is patient and tries to whisper: ”Jinyu, why do you call that elder sister just now? Is it that she and your sister Jiang Jiusheng -- ”
JIANG Jinyu suddenly raised her eyes, which were covered with frost, a word, a meal:” bad, female, human. ”
A pair of beautiful eyes, is full of disgust.
Jiang Jinyu has been suffering from autism for eight years, with few mood swings. She is the only one who has endless anger towards her mother's sister, and is prone to vicious words.
Wen Shihao's face suddenly turned cold. He said with a smile, ”you are just like your dead father. You don't know what to do.”Jiang Jinyu ignored it, just put the note paper in his pocket, put it away, and then slowly picked up the juice on the table, looked up and poured it on Wen Shihao.
A full glass of orange juice, pouring it down, Wen Shihao immediately stood up, and cried out, ”Jiang Jinyu!”
The boy turned his head and refused to pay any more attention.
Wen Shihao's evil spirit blocked his chest and kicked over the chair heavily.
When Wen Shuhua came back, he saw this scene. He took his daughter's hand and said, ”good poem, what are you doing?” How could you be so cruel to your brother