Hearing the doorbell, she thought it was the service staff bringing food. She had said she wanted steak, so Jiang Mi had the hotel deliver two portions.
Opening the door and seeing her father, Mian Mian looked at him in surprise, "Dad, why are you here?"
"Where is your mother?" Jiang Jingxiu asked, his chest still heaving.
"Mom is cooking for me," Mian Mian said, turning her head towards the kitchen.
Jiang Jingxiu immediately walked in. Mian Mian followed her father nervously, asking, "Dad, why did you come? What are you here for? Mom will be angry when she sees you."
Mian Mian wasn't foolish; she could sense that her mother didn't like her father anymore.
Jiang Mi was engrossed in frying milk. She didn't hear the sounds outside. Upon seeing the familiar figure, Jiang Jingxiu paused. At that moment, he found he couldn't move his feet any further.
Jiang Mian Mian looked at her father nervously and asked, "Dad, what exactly are you here for?"
"Mian Mian, what's wrong..." Jiang Mi turned back to look at her daughter with a smile, but then a figure appeared in her line of sight, one that wasn't entirely unexpected. She had already prepared herself for a meeting with Jiang Jingxiu, so she wasn't overly surprised. Da Feng Novel Network.
"Young Master Jiang, long time no see. Have you been well these past few years?" Jiang Mi's smile carried a chill. You almost killed me a few years ago. Have you ever had nightmares about me coming back for revenge?
"Jiang Mi, you've really returned." Seeing her again, Jiang Jingxiu felt a sense of unreality. Jiang Mi had matured, but her face remained the same, unchanged.
"Yes, I'm back. It seems you're quite disappointed." Jiang Mi finally lost control of her expression. He was the one who hired the killer!
If she hadn't been lucky enough to meet a benefactor, she would have been buried at sea long ago.
"What are you talking about? How could I be disappointed?" Jiang Jingxiu felt that Jiang Mi's emotions were not right. He stepped forward, wanting to explain.
"Mian Mian, take your father to the living room. I have a few more to fry." Jiang Mi's expression turned cold, her demeanor distant and indifferent.
Mian Mian immediately reached out to pull her father and said anxiously, "Dad, come with me first!"
Children have simple minds. She felt that her father's appearance had made her mother unhappy, so she quickly pulled her father away. She didn't want her mother to be unhappy.
Jiang Jingxiu was led away by his daughter. Jiang Mi turned back to continue frying the milk. The last three pieces turned golden brown in the pan. She fished them out and placed them on a plate. She turned off the heat, put down her chopsticks, and stood there, taking a long time to compose herself before appearing calm.
She untied her apron and walked out, smiling as she greeted Jiang Jingxiu, "Mr. Jiang, is there something you need?"
Jiang Jingxiu looked at the woman smiling like a flower before him. He felt something was amiss, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was. He said, "I came to see you."
"You've seen me now, can you leave? I only want to spend time alone with my daughter recently. You know it wasn't easy raising Mian Mian. Of course, I know you've invested just as much effort in her over the years, and I'm grateful for that."
It was precisely because of this that she could restrain herself from fighting him to the death!
"Jiang Mi, I think we can talk." Jiang Jingxiu frowned as he looked at her.
"We can, but not now. Let's talk when there's time. My daughter wants to eat my fried milk," Jiang Mi said with a smile, seeing him out.