"Tell Mrs. Xian, I will slowly reciprocate what had happened twenty years ago."
Jiang Ruolan was shocked. She could only stare at Jiang Yijun's back as he opened his car door. She looked in the direction where the car drove off, with her heart beating like a drum.
'Tell Mrs. Xian, I will slowly reciprocate what had happened twenty years ago.'
What did Jiang Yijun mean by that?
Jiang Ruolan turned around and saw Zhan An's eyes looking at Jiang Yijun's fading car. She looked like she was thinking about something.
"Mom." Jiang Ruolan called out her name.
Zhan An retracted her gaze and smiled at her. "Are you cold?"
Without waiting for Jiang Ruolan's replied, Zhan An lifted her collar and smoothed it. "Child, you have been alone for many years. You are actually just a little girl back then but you can raise your brother well."
