Jiang Yan frowned, wondering how he would guarantee it. In the span of this daze, he had already taken advantage of her vulnerability.
Jiang Yan wanted to push this man away again, but it was harder than ascending to heaven.
...
In the evening, Jiang Jingxiu had something to attend to and couldn't pick up his daughter from school. He sent the driver to fetch her. Mianmian was already in Jiang Mi's car, so she followed her mother's instructions and told the truth.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I lied to you yesterday. I didn't spend the night at Qian Xiaoguo's house," Mianmian said with guilt.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Jingxiu became anxious. "Jiang Mianmian, where did you go then! You're a girl, how could you dare to lie to me about spending the night out? What were you doing?"
"Dad, listen to me. I can explain. My mother is back," Mianmian quickly said, fearing that she might anger her father into a serious illness.
The other end of the line instantly fell silent. Mianmian nervously looked at her mother. After a while, Jiang Jingxiu's roar erupted from the other side, "Jiang Mianmian, you've learned to lie now! To escape punishment, you've come up with such an absurd excuse!"
Jiang Mianmian: "..."
Uh, Dad didn't believe her.
"It's true. I'm with my mother right now, and I was with her yesterday. If you don't believe me, let my mother talk to you." Mianmian turned to her mother for help.
Jiang Mi had no intention of engaging with Jiang Jingxiu, but seeing her daughter's pitiable state, she said, "I'm back, and she's with me."
The other party fell silent again, and then the call was hung up, with a busy tone echoing from the phone.
Jiang Mianmian finally breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Mi, however, sneered inwardly. He must have a guilty conscience, thinking her ghost had come to haunt him.
Shameless scoundrel!
Jiang Mi didn't want to spoil the atmosphere with her daughter, so she smiled and asked, "Mom wants to take you shopping for some clothes. Mom has wanted to buy you clothes all these years."
"Mom, why don't we shop online? I don't want to waste time buying clothes. I just want to be with you," Mianmian said, hugging her mother's arm. She just wanted to be with her mother every minute and every second.
"Alright." Jiang Mi felt that her daughter's needs were most important. She couldn't impose her own desires on her child. Since her daughter wanted to spend time alone with her, they would have mother-daughter time.
"I want to eat your homemade fried milk," Mianmian said. Fried milk was a dish she loved the most as a child; her mother made it for her almost twice a week.
"No problem, I'll make it for you as soon as we get there," Jiang Mi said, hugging her daughter dotingly, not wanting to let go for a moment.
...
Jiang Jingxiu, who had just hung up the phone, slapped himself twice. The pain confirmed he wasn't dreaming; Jiang Mi was actually still alive!
His heart began to pound wildly. He immediately grabbed his car keys and ran outside, wanting to find Jiang Mi and his daughter.
But as he sat in the car, he suddenly realized he had no idea where they were. However, this wouldn't stop him. He had installed a tracker on his daughter's phone. He immediately found her location and drove towards the hotel at full speed.
All the way, he drove his car as if it were a flying saucer. What should have taken over an hour, he covered in half an hour. Upon arriving at the hotel, he rushed in and pressed the button for the top floor.
Jiang Mi was currently with her daughter in the presidential suite.
Jiang Mi was preparing dinner, while Mianmian ran around the room, occasionally helping in the kitchen.