Then he immediately got up and politely helped her pick up things.

"No, these things are not sinking." Song Wenxin looked at Uncle Liu, then politely declined.

Seeing this, Uncle Liu gave up.

Song Wenxin slowly walked to the bed, placed the flowers on the bedside table, and pointed to the fruits in the fruit basket.

"What fruit do you want to eat, I will cut it for you!"

After hearing that, Master Jiang turned to look at the bunch of flowers on the bedside table, and then looked at the fruit that Song Wenxin was carrying, and finally stopped looking at the red apple.

Song Wen immediately realized that, put down the fruit basket, took out the fruit knife from the inside, and carefully began to peel the apple.

Before long, Song Wenxin handed the peeled apple to Master Jiang.

Master Jiang reached for the apple and took a bite with satisfaction.

"Why didn't Beicheng come to see me?" At this moment, Master Jiang suddenly asked with some dissatisfaction.

Why didn't his son come to see him!

"He was a little busy at work, so he didn't come ..." Song Wen paused and explained quickly.

No way, who now tells Master Jiang to treat Jiangbeihan as Jiangbeicheng and her as Jiangbeicheng's wife.

So in the face of an old man who is not very clear, she can only agree.

"Also, he was smart since he was a child, and he should focus his energy on the cause of the Jiang family." Listening to Song Wenxin's explanation, Master Jiang nodded.

When Master Jiang talked about Jiang Beicheng's childhood, Song Wenxin was suddenly curious.

Last time, Master Jiang said that Jiang Beicheng would win him when he played chess at the age of seven, and it was later confirmed that the person who won chess at the age of seven won him.

Therefore, this time she really wanted to know that Master Jiang was clever from an early age, referring to Jiangbeihan or Jiangbeicheng.

"That ... Dad, I suddenly wondered what he was like when he was a kid, can you tell me more?"

In order to confirm the doubt in his heart, Song Wenxin couldn't help asking Master Jiang in a good voice ...

Seeing Song Wenxin wondering so much, Master Jiang suddenly bought it.

"Want to know, play chess with me first!" He put down the apple in his hand, and then said suddenly.

Playing chess ... Song Wen hesitated for a moment when he heard these two words.

"But don't you think I am stupid and don't play chess ..."

The last time she played chess with Master Jiang, he still thought she was stupid, why now she has to play chess with him again.

"Is there any inevitable connection between the two?" Listening to Song Wenxin's words, Master Jiang fell into thought, and his mind was unable to turn for a moment.

"..." Looking at Master Jiang's confused look, Song Wen sighed helplessly. Forget it, she didn't need to care about an old man who was crazy.

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On the other side, a suburban villa.

Jiangbei Mo went upstairs and did not come down again.

Qiao Weiwei was anxious waiting on the first floor, but there was nothing she could do.

In addition, he did not dare to be alone with Jiangbei Mo, so he did not dare to go to him.

Can only helplessly wait downstairs.

Time passed every minute, and Jiangbei Mo hesitated.

Qiao Weiwei was holding a kraft paper bag with divorce materials alone, waiting to be a little impatient.

Although she has been the grandma of the second child for more than two years at the Jiang family, her temper and character have long been worn away.

But such an aimless wait did make Qiao Weiwei feel uncomfortable.