We Will Always Be Like Siblings, Nothing More Than That

Jia Zhenzhen was stunned. Jiang Yijun looked at her before he shifted his gaze back to Jiang Ruolan, "Really?  That must be because you've never heard of it. "

"You brat!" Jiang Ruolan hit his head with her chopsticks and said, "This is obviously your fault. Why don't you call her mom in front of me? It's great to have a mother around. You really don't know how lucky you are."

"Lan, Yijun is not used to it. He will change his mind slowly. Let's eat first." Jia Zhenzhen said with a smile.

Jiang Ruolan nodded and glanced at Jiang Yijun again. His mouth twitched from her judging gaze.

"You haven't returned to Xian Resident recently, and they haven't come looking for you?" After a while, Jia Zhenzhen suddenly asked Jiang Yijun.

At first, Jiang Yijun was silent. He took a sip of mushroom soup and said lightly, "It's normal for me not to come home. Since the Old Man knew that I had a house outside, he didn't dare to restrict my movements."