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Text Chapter 337: Chance Encounter

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    Jiang Xing's eyes were blurred by the past events and sadness.

    Just at this moment, a gentle knock on the door rang.

    Jiang Xing hurriedly wiped the tears from his eyes, put on his shoes and opened the door.

    Jiang Xing had already guessed it was Jiang Wenzhen.

    Although Jiang Xing deliberately concealed that he had cried just now and did not look directly into Jiang Wenzhen's eyes, the attentive Jiang Wenzhen still noticed the red circles under Jiang Xing's eyes.

    "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping?" Jiang Wenzhen felt sad, but did not directly ask Jiang Xing the reason for her tears.

    "I can't sleep. Why are you here? Is that girl in the heart asleep?" Jiang Xing forcefully forced out a smile.

    "Um."

    Jiang Wenzhen entered Jiang Xing¡¯s room.

    Jiang Wenzhen, wearing floral cotton pajamas, sat beside Jiang Xing's bed.

    "Are you worried about why you're still up so late?"

    Luo Xingxin and Jiang Wenzhen lived in the same room. The two chatted for a long time. Finally, the girl Xinxin fell asleep while chatting. Jiang Wenzhen got up and went to the toilet. When she came back, she found that the lights in Jiang Xing's room were still on, so  Just came over.

    Jiang Xing smiled faintly and said, "I miss my mother."

    With one sentence, the reason why Jiang Xing cried just now was revealed. Jiang Wenzhen suddenly understood. Jiang Wenzhen gently held Jiang Xing's hand and said softly: "I don't want to see you sad"

    "I'm fine." Jiang Xing replied: "I just saw Mu Yi today. I don't know why I suddenly felt that my mother was beside me, so close to me."

    "Do Mu Yi and Aunt really look alike?" Jiang Wenzhen said with a frown.

    Afterwards, Jiang Xing brought the drawing board from the bed.  He handed it to Jiang Wenzhen, who frowned tightly after reading it.  While I felt sad for the woman in the painting, I really had the illusion that the woman in the painting was Mu Yi.

    ¡°It looks really similar!¡± Jiang Wenzhen said sincerely.

    "They look more like each other."

    Jiang Xing replied.

    "Jiang Xing, what are you thinking now?" Jiang Wenzhen asked again.

    "What do you think? There are many similar people in the world." Jiang Xing said.

    "You once told me that my aunt has never told you about her natal family. Do you think" Jiang Wenzhen asked uncertainly.

    "Impossible, if my mother is from the Mu family. How could he let go of his good life and just hide in the mountains and suffer." Jiang Xing directly denied it.  There are many people who look similar. Mu Yi looks like her mother, but this doesn't mean anything.

    "That's right." Jiang Wenzhen still didn't understand, "Then why did my aunt hide things about her natal family from you?"

    "I think it's because of him!" Jiang Xing said lightly.

    Jiang Wenzhen knew that Jiang Xing was referring to Jiang Teng, "Why don't you ask your uncle what happened back then."

    "I'm afraid that after knowing the truth, I won't find any reason to hate him anymore, and I'm even more afraid that any good impression I have of him will disappear."

    Jiang Xing said with a sad expression.  That look made Jiang Wenzhen feel heartbroken. This man who always looked strong on the outside had hidden pain that was unknown in his heart. Jiang Wenzhen hated that she couldn't share it for him.

    Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was one o'clock in the morning.

    Jiang Wenzhen felt slightly relieved when she saw Jiang Xing's expression returned to normal.  So he said: "Go to bed early! I'm going back."

    Jiang Xing nodded slightly.

    Afterwards, Jiang Wenzhen hugged Jiang Xing gently and said in his ear: "When you return to the Northeast, I will accompany you well. It is not convenient at my house"

    Jiang Wenzhen¡¯s face turned slightly red.

    Jiang Xing chuckled.  "I understand."

    Jiang Wenzhen then picked up the painting on the bed and said, "I'll take this painting away first. I'll get a plastic wrap tomorrow. This painting must be carefully stored."

    "Okay." Jiang Xing agreed directly. He did have the idea of ????preserving the painting.

    Jiang Wenzhen left for a long time before Jiang Xing fainted and fell asleep. His mother appeared again in his dream, and the familiar figure lingered in his dream

    After breakfast the next morning, Jiang Wenzhen took Luo Xingxin out with the paintings drawn by Jiang Xing.

    Originally, Jiang Wenzhen wanted to laminate Jiang Xing's painting by herself, but Luo Xinxin insisted on going along, and she had no choice but to do so.

    After Jiang Wenzhen and Jiang Xing left, Jiang Xing was called to the study by Jiang Guoying. It seemed that the old man was very dissatisfied with his loss to Jiang Xing that day and had to move back to save face.

    Jiang Gaozheng and Jiang Gong also followed them.

    When playing chess, Jiang Gaozheng didn't dare to say anything and gave Jiang Xing advice. Besides, he couldn't afford anything as he was not as good at chess as Jiang Xing.?Good move.

    Dad, go here, go here

    The first time Jiang Gaozheng gave Jiang Guoying advice, Jiang Guoying gave Jiang Gaozheng a hard look.

    The second time, Jiang Guoying said angrily, shut up.

    The third time, Jiang Guoying fell silent.

    For the fourth time, Jiang Gaozheng helped Jiang Guoying avert danger.

    For the fifth time, Jiang Guoying had to admit that bystanders know better!

    Under the joint attack of Jiang Guoying and Jiang Gaozheng, they were still defeated by Jiang Xing, who was always at peace.

    Jiang Gongle beside him was very upset at this. He hurriedly brought tea and water to Jiang Xin, as if he was very excited to see his grandfather and father being tortured, and he praised Jiang Xing for doing a good job.

    Jiang Wenzhen drove Luo Xinxin to an art gallery. The walls of the art gallery were covered with various paintings, including calligraphy and paintings by famous artists, colorful landscape paintings

    When the owner of the art gallery saw Jiang Wenzhen and Luo Xinxin walking in, his eyes lit up and he secretly praised the beauty. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. When he came to the two women, he found that his nervous palms were filled with tears.  Xiaohan said, "You two ladies, do you want to buy paintings?"

    The shop owner said strongly and calmly, but his heart was beating fast. He felt that the temperament of the two women was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and he didn't even dare to think of blasphemy

    ¡°Boss, why would you hang this painting so ugly? The animals in the painting say that the bird is not a bird, and that the chicken is not a chicken. The painting is so bad, and if it is hung in such an obvious place, your store must be too cold!¡±

    Luo Xinxin looked at the painting in front of him that he thought was extremely ugly and said.

    The chubby shop owner smiled bitterly, "Miss, this is a famous painting by Qi Baishi. It is a work of art!"

    "Who is Qi Baishi? Why does he sound so familiar?" Luo Xinxin blinked and said.

    The shop owner was speechless.

    Jiang Wenzhen said angrily: "If you don't speak, others won't know that you are ignorant."

    "Hehe! Actually, I know Qi Baishi. I just said it on purpose." Luo Xinxin stuck out his tongue and smiled.

    Jiang Wenzhen rolled her eyes, and then said: "Boss, help me put a layer of plastic film on this painting. It needs to be of better quality."

    The shop owner took a quick look at the painting and said hurriedly: "Okay! I'll get it done right now. It will probably take ten minutes. You two ladies can just look at the painting. If you like it, I'll definitely give you a discount."

    ¡°I won¡¯t buy paintings.¡± Jiang Wenzhen said directly.

    The store owner nodded and was deeply shocked!  Then he ran to get busy.

    "Sister Zhen, soul? Why are you here?"

    Just as Jiang Wenzhen and Luo Xinxin were admiring the paintings on the wall, a familiar voice suddenly came.

    Jiang Wenzhen and Luo Xinglin turned their heads, both of them were slightly startled.

    "Mu Yi?"

    It¡¯s really a coincidence.
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