Chapter 411

The whole person looks as if innocent and ignorant of the world. Changhuan walks up to her and picks up a dress: "do you like this?"

She nodded, in her eyes only Changhuan hand clothes, Changhuan take advantage of her unprepared, stretched out his hand to her face veil to pull down.

The veil fell to the ground, revealing the ugly face under it.

The marks burned by the fire are uneven under the skin, and some places are also covered with rotten wounds, which is shocking.

This sense of reality doesn't look like makeup. Changhuan only feels a tumbling in her stomach. She covers her chest, drops her clothes in her palm, turns around and runs out of the cloakroom and rushes into the bathroom.

A moment later, Changhuan vomited from the bathroom.

When Jiang shaoxun heard such a sound, he saw the adopted daughter Jiang Xianhong brought back. She was covering her face with a veil, and her tears came down from the pupil similar to Changhuan.

When she found that someone was looking at her, she wiped her tears. With eyes very similar to Changhuan, she gave Jiang shaoxun an apologetic smile, pointed her finger, and then ran away from the cloakroom.

Jiang shaoxun stretched out his hand and pressed his temple. In a trance, he overlapped the eyes of the woman of unknown origin with those of Changhuan.

Changhuan vomited in the bathroom. She only vomited so badly when she saw the woman's face. She didn't think about her vomit in other ways.

With the excuse of taking clothes for the woman, Chang Huan pulls the veil off the woman's face in the cloakroom. Jiang Xianhong knows about it. Jiang Xianhong doesn't give Chang Huan any face. He points to Chang Huan's nose and yells at her.

"Who gave you this skill? Let you do it to my daughter? Have you forgotten what I said? If she's missing a hair, I won't let you go. "

Jiang shaoxun embraces Chang Huan's shoulder, looks at Jiang Xianhong displeasantly, and cries out in a low and dangerous voice: "second uncle."

"It's no use calling my third uncle. Just spoil her. Today she can tear off other people's veil. Maybe tomorrow she can kill and set fire."

Jiang Xianhong's words are too bad to listen to. But after Changhuan vomited, she felt uncomfortable all over. She felt like she was going to faint. What Jiang Xianhong said was more like noise to her.

"Second uncle, such a woman of unknown origin comes to the Jiang family. As the master of the family, Chang Huan naturally has a reason to see who she is."

Jiang Xianhong pointed to Nie Changhuan: "master? She dares to be the master of this family even in this way. Your second uncle, I and your father are not dead. It's not her turn to talk about this family. "

At the time of their argument, Chang Huan's face turned even whiter. She grabbed Jiang shaoxun's arm and shook her head at him to stop talking.

Jiang shaoxun also saw Changhuan's discomfort. He stopped and did not argue with Jiang Xianhong any more.

But Jiang shaoxun's compromise, in Jiang Xianhong's view, has become his chips: "what's the matter? I have nothing to say. I tell you, if she wants to be the master of this family, she has to ask me and your father. "

"Enough." Zhang wanran yelled, "what's so noisy in the morning?"

The woman Jiang Xianhong brought back also nodded. She made a gesture with her fingers. She continued to draw out that Chang Huan and Jiang shaoxun could not understand the gesture.

Zhang wanran asked, "what does she mean by that?"

The woman made another gesture, which was a little slow this time, but all the people in the room understood her sign language.

Jiang shaoxun tried to translate: "do you want us not to fight, the big deal you move out of this home?"

The woman nodded her head forcefully. That's what she said. Looking at Jiang shaoxun's pupil, she felt happy, as if she had met a bosom friend.

Jiang Xianhong said: "move what move, to move is also Nie Changhuan move, no respect for the old and love the young."

"That's enough. Don't argue any more. There's nothing to argue about." Zhang wanran did not favor anyone, "eat breakfast first, and then talk about it."

Jiang Xianhong still kept on fighting. He snorted: "if it wasn't for his sister-in-law's face, I would fight you today."

Zhang wanran turned back and glared at Jiang Xianhong: "OK, how can you still be stubborn?"

Jiang Xianhong continued to hum coldly.

Changhuan has no appetite. Although the table is full of her favorite food, the scars on the woman's face are always in her mind.

Always feel like doing a very bad thing, in Changhuan forehead sweat, a paper towel handed to Changhuan.

Changhuan subconsciously took it, when she saw who handed the tissue to her, she subconsciously took it back.

The woman brought back by Jiang Xianhong shows her lonely eyes when she sees Changhuan resisting her.

"Nie Changhuan, what do you mean? What is your ability to bully my daughter?" Jiang Xianhong smashed the chopsticks on the table. The chopsticks rebounded a few times and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the momentum of the quarrel was on the verge of breaking out again, Zhang wanran was too lazy to speak any more. She put her hand on her forehead.

Changhuan also ignores Jiang Xianhong. She covers her lips and turns to enter the bathroom. Jiang shaoxun walks in worried.

He didn't say anything, but quietly reached out and stroked Changhuan's back, hoping to make Changhuan feel better.

One morning there was a mess, and no one had an appetite for breakfast. Zhang wanran asked aunt fan to remove all the food from the table.

When taking down breakfast, aunt fan didn't leave anything for the woman Jiang Xianhong brought back.

The woman dropped her eyes, looked at the past, like wronged and helpless, only in her sleeve clenched fist, can show her anger.

She took a deep breath and looked up again. The eyes of her pupils still looked pitiful.

Changhuan vomited in the bathroom and almost collapsed. Her whole strength depended on Jiang shaoxun. With a strong nasal voice, she said to Jiang shaoxun, "fourth brother, I shouldn't tear off the veil on her face."

After pulling off her veil, Chang Huan knows how wrong this is.

That pair of eyes is almost the same as myself, but that face can't be called a woman's face. Until now, when I think of that face in my mind, her hand is still shaking.

Jiang shaoxun held Changhuan's cold and shaking fingers and comforted her: "it's OK. Don't be afraid."

Because of the existence of that woman, Changhuan didn't want to stay in this family any longer. After she eased down, Jiang shaoxun took her and left the Jiang family with him.

When the car slowly left Jiang's house, he was very happy because he could finally live with his parents.

When he looked back, he saw the new aunt standing on the balcony on the second floor. From a distance, he saw the poison in the aunt's eyes. As soon as he trembled, he immediately took back his sight and turned to rush into Jiang shaoxun's arms.

"Daddy," he said weakly

Jiang shaoxun asked mildly, "what's the matter?"

"That aunt's eyes are terrible."

When she threw this as like as two peas and a little bit of a voice, she let her hand touch her eyes. She was so horror as to throw her eyes off her eyes.

"So far away, baby, you're wrong." Jiang shaoxun comforts him, but he doesn't relax his vigilance to that woman.

Their family has moved away, but his mother is still in the Jiang family. Jiang shaoxun wants Zhang wanran to go out with them for relaxation, but Zhang wanran insists on refusing.

"Daddy, Mommy, I'm happy."

After hearing this sentence, Chang Huan gently looks at him. He can't throw him aside because he has a second baby. It's unfair to him.

"Where Mommy goes, baby will be, OK?" Chang Huan also stretched out his hand: "hook."

Throw throw to smile to also stretch out own hand: "pull hook."

Changhuan's face has been pale all morning. Now it looks a little better. Jiang shaoxun sends Changhuan and ditiao back to their home. He wanted to accompany Changhuan, and he wanted to watch Changhuan feel better before he left.

But Changhuan assured him again and again: "I'm ok. You can go to the company at ease."

"Is it really OK?"

Chang Huan put up three fingers and assured Jiang shaoxun: "it's really OK. You believe me. Look at my sincere eyes."

I can joke with him. It seems that there is no big problem.

Jiang shaoxun was relieved to go to the company. After he left, Changhuan almost collapsed on the sofa. She pillowed her arm and said to didiao, "honey, Mommy is tired. You can read or play games by yourself."

DIU DIU suddenly approaches Changhuan. They stare at him with big eyes. Changhuan looks at DIU DIU with a smile: "baby, what do you do when you look at Mommy like this?"

After thinking for a while, didiao said to Changhuan seriously, "Mommy, I asked grandma for a book. It says that when the baby is born, it will vomit and feel sleepy. Is Mommy, my brother or sister going to be born?"

After hearing the childish words, Chang Huan couldn't help laughing.

She shook her head at Tito. "Silly boy, Mommy is just tired."

"But you vomited this morning."

"That's what Mommy saw that was unacceptable."

Throwing a lonely look on his face, he stroked Changhuan's forehead with a small hand and said to Changhuan, "Mommy, have a good rest."

Changhuan nodded, and didiao also covered her with a blanket, but if didiao did, Changhuan didn't care at all.

Changhuan soon fell into sleep, but she didn't sleep well.