Jiang Haoyan's little fingers curled up, looking at his dirty hands, he was a little shy.

"Little Master, I'll take you to wash your hands, it's time to eat later." He Xiaoqin's tone was gentle.

Jiang Haoyan turned around, carried the coriander on the swing, and said milkily, "Cianci, let's wash our hands and prepare to eat." He likes to eat the most, and he can stay by his father's side while eating.

He Xiaoqin took Jiang Haoyan to the bathroom.

She glanced out the door, then slowly closed it.

Putting the coriander on the ground, two little chubby hands squeezed the hand sanitizer beside him and rubbed it. Jiang Haoyan turned on the water on tiptoe by himself.

head and start rinsing the lather.

Well, the little hands have become white and clean.

"I've washed it." Jiang Haoyan flicked the water droplets from his little hands, wanting to hold the coriander.

"Little Master, wait a minute." He Xiaoqin stopped him.

Jiang Haoyan's small face was stern, he raised his small head, and said milkily: What's the matter? "

He Xiaoqin squatted down and met his big eyes, "Little Master, Mrs. Su Yue ordered me one thing. If I don't obey her order, she will dismiss me, then no one will take care of me in the future. Young Master Jiang Ci is gone."

"No, you can't go." Jiang Haoyan knew that his father couldn't see and needed someone to take care of him. He was a little anxious, and said in a milky voice, "Now you can't go, Haohao is still young, I will grow up quickly and take care of my father."

"Of course I don't want to go."

He Xiaoqin stretched out her hand towards Jiang Haoyan's small body, and through the thin clothes, she pinched his flesh hard, "The young lady hates you very much, she says you are not good, let me punish you. Don't cry. Oh, cry, I'm leaving." She released her hand and continued to twist in another place, "This is our secret, we can't tell others, or I will be fired."

Children's skin is the most delicate and sensitive to pain. Usually, even if it is gently touched, children will cry in pain. Now that they are being twisted, how can their fragile skin withstand such pain.

The pain in his body came, even if the little guy was usually cold and old, he still shrank his shriveled belly in pain. His big eyes were suddenly filled with tears, Jiang Haoyan pursed his little mouth tightly and couldn't cry, because his father would have no one to take care of him.

But it hurts!

Hao Hao hurts!

"Meow, meow, meow..." Coriander cried out uneasily.

...

At noon, Su Yue came back after seeing the doctor. After getting the examination report, her body was fine. As for the bell, the doctor said that she had auditory hallucinations, and the bag on her forehead just needed to be wiped on time. Medicine is good for swelling.

The room was very quiet, the curtains were tightly concealed, and the light inside was much dimmer than outside. The sun was shining brightly outside, but the interior was dead and gloomy.

Su Yue looked around. The room was very large, but it was also very empty. It was dominated by gray-brown tones, hard, cold, and monotonous, very much like Jiang Ci's style.

In the room, there were very few things that belonged to her. The original owner has lived here for nearly half a year. She is obviously the hostess, but she is more like a guest.

Su Yue threw her bag on the sofa. She walked directly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and with a "swoosh", she pulled open the dense dark gray curtains. The light, the gloomy coldness faded away.

This is like a normal person's room.

Su Yue's eyes showed satisfaction, she looked at a white porcelain vase on the cabinet, and then walked out. When she came back, she already had a bunch of flowers in her hand.

Su Yue put the delicate flowers in the vase, and then placed the vase on the table, immediately adding a bit of life to the gray room.

"Master Jiang Ci won't like this kind of decoration."

At the door, He Xiaoqin walked in with the box for the rice, and when she saw Su Yue fiddling with the vase with a smile, she couldn't help but speak. Behind her, Jiang Haoyan walked in with her head lowered. This time, he did not hold coriander in his arms.

"As long as I like it." Su Yue didn't pay much attention to what He Xiaoqin said. She is also the hostess of the room. Don't you have the power to arrange flowers?

He Xiaoqin thought of Su Yue's strength when she was in the kitchen, she didn't say anything more, but walked to the table and started to spread the food.

"What about Jiang Ci?" Su Yue asked.

"Master Jiang Ci is in the study next door. I'll go and let the young master come over for dinner." Since she came to Jiang's house to work, she has never seen Jiang Ci leave the room for half a step. It is estimated that he also knows that he is blind, plus his appearance. Ugly, don't want to go out and be scary.

"I don't need you, I'll go." Su Yue waved her hand, and she walked to the study that was separated.

Compared with the bedroom, the study is not much better, and even the light here is more dim and gloomy.

The man sat behind the desk with his eyes closed and motionless, as if frozen. Darkness surrounded him, and there was a wrong feeling that it was about to engulf him.

Wouldn't he have been sitting since the morning until now?

"Jiang Ci, it's time to eat." Su Yue shouted, and the soft and pleasant voice sounded in the dark, breaking Xiao Jing around.

To say that although Su Yue is not good-looking, her voice is completely opposite to her body type, which is really nice. Low and soft, like Jiangnan's soft language, there is a kind of indescribable cleanliness. Even Su Yue has used so many dubbing voices in her acting before. In contrast, she has to admit that she likes the current voice very much.

In the dim light, the man did not respond, as if he had fallen asleep.

Su Yue walked over, she stretched out her hand to pat him, the next second, the man's eyes widened, so scared that Su Yue's hand was in the air.

She slowed her heart and slowly retracted her hand, "Jiang Ci, it's time to eat."