Jiang Shuxia lowered her eyes, looked at the many diary on her leg, and smiled. "I missed my mother, so I came over to take a look!"
Lingxuyao pursed his lips, and said to the person on the other end of the phone. I'll be right over! "
Jiang Shuxia nodded and replied him.
After hanging up, she took a look at her surroundings. The place where she put the junk was actually very heavy. It had been a long time since she had cleaned many things, and there were many pieces of dust on them.
The place they moved to didn't even have a hint of their mother's scent left.
She felt sad to see what had been in her mother's room.
She looked down at the powder-blue diary in her lap, her expression unreadable.
Outside the Jiang family's mansion, the man saw the red Venerable One stop. He turned off the engine, parked the car next to the Venerable One, and pushed the door open to get off.
The iron door was not closed. The man pushed it open.