Chapter 18 She Never Felt So Cold
(memories)
"Yaya, good boy, your sister has been frail since she was a child, and her character is also fragile. Now that this incident happened, she has collapsed. Yesterday, if she hadn’t found out in time, she would have almost died. She did something stupid, since she knew about it, she has not entered the water for two days and two nights. Now, we can’t recognize you, wait, wait until your sister recovers, and we will give you a household registration." This It was Mrs. Jiang who told her when she was brought back to the imperial capital.
"Child, if someone asks you, you can say that you are the nanny at home. Don’t let your mouth slip, especially when your sister’s friends and classmates come to the house." This was the first day she arrived at Jiang’s house, Mrs. Jiang told her said.
"Sister, today is our two birthdays. I will give you a beautiful little skirt, the same as mine."
"Yanran, why is your nanny wearing the same skirt as yours? Not only does it not fit, but also It doesn’t match her face and temperament at all."
"I don’t know, she likes to imitate me, and I can’t help it."
"Really? Being imitated by a nanny is a bit embarrassing. Ah. Yanran is your kindness, if I were, I would have driven her away."
"If I were, I would have slapped her long ago!"
"A nanny can afford to wear haute couture? She won’t steal your money, right? "
This nanny is so disgusting. We won’t let her serve you in the future."
"Hee hee hee..."
"Hahaha..."
That day, it was their two birthdays, and Jiang Yanran invited a whole room of them. Friends, everyone laughed and laughed, while she was serving tea and water.
Later, they went to Jiang Yanran’s room to unwrap the gifts. Mrs. Jiang ordered her to deliver the fruit. The door was not closed tightly. She stood outside the door and heard the conversation between Jiang Yanran and her friend.
It was at that time that she clearly knew that Jiang Yanran’s kindness and reconciliation to her were all fakes.
"Wu Daya, I asked you to bring porridge to Yanran, where did you send it?! What, I can’t tell you now, can I?"
That night, in the middle of the night, it was pouring rain, and Mrs. Jiang called Jiang Yan to say However, she was sick and hospitalized and wanted to drink the porridge she cooked. She was a little dizzy, but she still cooked the porridge and took a taxi to the hospital.
When she arrived at the hospital, she was soaked wet and collapsed in the hospital lobby.
When she woke up, the doctor told her that she had a tumor in her brain and that she was running out of time.
After returning from the hospital, Mrs. Jiang didn’t care about her disappearing overnight, but asked her dissatisfiedly.
"Mom, I’m... sick."
"You look fine, where did you get sick? You still learn to pretend to be sick and lie? Do you know that Yanyan burned to nearly thirty-nine degrees yesterday and was confused. Now, all my thoughts are your porridge! How about you? I haven’t seen anyone all night.
Also, how many times have I said, don’t call me mom, what if someone hears me? I’m used to it in front of others What to do? Yanyan can’t be stimulated anymore. Hurry up, go and cook porridge for Yanyan. She didn’t eat dinner or breakfast last night. This child is really, but she wants to drink your porridge. Said to cook for her."
She was cold all over at that time, as if the rain on her clothes had turned into ice and got into her bones, she had never felt so cold.
Three hundred years later, the scene at that time is still vivid in my mind, I thought I didn’t care, but at this moment, I still feel chills all over.
Logically, she is a true immortal and would not feel cold, but she still felt cold at this moment.
An Zhengxian, who had been focusing on Tang Yuyi, immediately felt her depression.
"Four people, sit down, hurry up and leave after talking, we still have business to discuss here." An Zhengxian said rudely to the four Jiang family.
(End of this chapter)