jiang che walked in from the main door.
his face was warm and his eyes were deep and calm. he was no different from the past him, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
jiang yuxiao had been there when he had crippled jiang zuo's legs in front of everyone in the jiang family, regardless of anyone's pleas.
after three years, she had already forgotten about jiang che's ruthlessness. now that she saw jiang che again, the memories that had scared her so much that she had nightmares for a few days in a row gradually surfaced.
when he placed the teacup on the coffee table beside him and took out the handkerchief to wipe his hands, he almost lost his balance. his hand also missed a few times before he accurately grabbed the handkerchief and took it out.
"fifth uncle!"
