Chapter 247: 178 Jiang Yanting, we once had a child (3 updates)_3 "Is this important?" Shen Zhixian shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be relaxed.
"Xianxian..." "I'm going upstairs first, if I'm any later, my porridge will burn, and from now on..." she laughed, "let's not contact each other anymore." The last few words, when she said them, even her voice was trembling.
Jiang Yanting watched her brush past him and slowly walk upstairs, and it was probably when she reached the second floor that suddenly, her crying, full of breakdown, cdown...
She had been forcibly holding back, but now she could no longer keep up the pretense.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith her lips tightly clenched, her sobs still spilled incessantly from the corners of her mouth. As Jiang Yanting stepped up the stairs, her movements beceven faster. She sprinted upstairs and quickly opened the door. "Bang—" The door was slammed shut again, as if dividing them into two separate worlds.
Jiang Yanting stared at the closed door for a long tbefore he said in a low voice, "Don't go out today. I'll cback later." Shen Zhixian leaned against the door, utterly broken- ** Jiang Yanting didn't drive away immediately but went to a nearby supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes, and smoked most of it until his throat ached from the irritation.
His fingers clutched the cigarette butt tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, the end of the cigarette crushed out of shape.
Who on earth had deceived her in those days! He had done a paternity test with Jiangjiang, naturally convinced that this was his son, but in Shen Zhixian's story, he had long ceased to exist; where exactly had things gone wrong? He wanted to tell her that the child was alive, but her state of collapse was such that it seemed she couldn't hear a word. Saying it outright could have made her think he was deceiving her, worsening her distress.
The situation was a mess; the truths she held in her heart-without seeing the child, she would never believe! Suddenly, his phone vibrated, from Jiangjiang...
"Hello, Dad, why haven't you cyet?” Jiangjiang's voice was very low, as the competition was about to start. He had excused himself to go to the bathroom to make a discreet call since he wasn't due to compete, and the coach wasn't keeping a close eye on him.
At the moment, he was sitting on the toilet, swinging his legs.
"I'll be there soon." Jiang Yanting discarded the cigarette and crushed it underfoot.
His eyes darkened with a cold glint, despite his efforts to control himself, though his voice was hoarse, clearly indicating he was upset.
"Dad, did you find out I got into a fight? Uncle has already scolded me, and I've admitted my mistake. You're not angry anymore, right?" Jiangjiang, thinking his dad's upset mood was related to himself, and knowing the fight couldn't be kept secret, wasn't trying to hide it anyway.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It's not that, after the match, I'll take you to see your mom..." The words reached his lips but were swallowed back, "take you to see an auntie, okay?" "An auntie?" Jiangjiang fidgeted with his clothes, "What auntie?" "You'll know when you see her." "Dad..." Jiangjiang wanted to say more, but after hemming and hawing, he didn't manage to utter a single word. "What's wrong?" "Nothing. I'm just worried the auntie won't like me." "That won't happen. I'll be there soon. Play well in the competition."
Jiangjiang hung up the phone, stood still for a long time, contemplating. All his friends' parent's had arrived, and his father still had not, which made him feel rather downhearted.
He wasn't behaving well by fighting, and now his dad was bringing han auntie. Perhaps they would even have their own children in the future; he guessed they would care about him even less... The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He didn't want to meet any auntie at all! In the parents' seating, Tang Wan looked at her wristwatch, "Jinsang, what's taking Jiangjiang so long? Even if he went to the bathroom, he should be back by now." Jiang Jinsang had already checked his watch several times, and indeed, his son had been gone for too long.
"You wait here, I'll go check in the back." The spectator area and the We competitors' waiting area were completely d m different; Jiang Jinsang took a roundabout path to reach the backstage. At this point, the competition had already started, and nearly all the children were present, except for Jiangjiang.
Jiang Jinsang first checked the bathroom, which was empty, but his son's child phone was left on the washbasin.
"Master, this..." Jiang Cuo picked up the phone and specifically turned it on to check, "It belongs to the young master." Jiang Jinsang's breath caught, a bad feeling creeping in.