Jiang Yao had grown up hearing his mother say, "Jiang Li is disappointing. Don't learn from him."
This was the first time he had heard anyone say that he was inferior to Jiang Li.
Jiang Yao couldn't describe his complicated feelings. He suppressed his eyebrows and said, "Young Master Xu, help me greet Old Master Su and ask him to take care of himself."
"Yes, I'll talk to my grandfather." Xu Jishen still had something to say, but he could tell from the other end that Jiang Yao was unwilling to listen.
His own house was in a mess, and he didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs. In addition, they didn't like to hear it, and he couldn't be bothered to be a good person for nothing, so he stopped talking. "The nurse called me. I'm hanging up."
"Okay." Jiang Yao was very polite. "Bye."
"Bye."
Xu Jishen hung up. He did seem very busy.
Jiang Yao heard the busy tone on the other end of the phone. He slowly put the phone down and lowered his eyes. He remembered that Xu Jishen had asked him to look for Qiao Nian. He felt a headache coming on.
Jiang Yao was turning back to the living room with his phone when he looked up and saw Jiang Xianrou coming downstairs.
"Brother, good morning." Jiang Xianrou was wearing a long yellow dress. Her hair was tied into an exquisite ponytail, and her oval face was fair and lustrous.
She smiled and looked gentle and sensible as she greeted him.
Jiang Yao's anxious heart seemed to have been injected with a trace of coolness. He was not as uncomfortable now.
He walked into the living room, put his phone on the table, and nodded at the girl coming down the stairs. "Yeah. You're up?"
"I just woke up. I heard someone talking downstairs, so I came down to take a look." Jiang Xianrou staggered downstairs and walked to the fridge, opened it, and took out a bottle of milk.
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