Jiang Lian got into He Yishang's car, and the two drove Song Nianjia home in the direction of the kindergarten.

"…"

Jiang Lian sat in the back seat and saw that the route the car was driving was indeed leading to the kindergarten, and her heart sank.

Ah.

Even Yaoer's route to school has been thoroughly investigated. This is not deliberate, what is it that you want to steal children with bad intentions?

"…"

He Yishang sat in the driver's seat and noticed the subtle changes on Jiang Lian's face through the mirror.

His hands on the steering wheel tightened by two points, and his knuckles turned white.

"Jiang Lian, things are not what you think, don't think too much now."

Hearing He Yishang's words, Jiang Lian lifted his eyelids and the emotion in his eyes flashed away, and soon the corners of his mouth twitched into a sneer.

Seeing that Jiang Lian didn't trust him, He Yishang's heart felt a throbbing pain.

The atmosphere in the car was condensed, low and silent, and the two did not continue to talk.

"Ah-"

After a long journey, the car stopped at the gate of a kindergarten.

At the end of school time, there are various brands of vehicles parked in front of the kindergarten.

Jiang Lian put on a mask and opened the door.

He Yishang followed closely behind, walking towards the kindergarten.

Jiang Yao was obediently waiting for his mother in the classroom. When he saw Jiang Lian, he grinned and quickly packed up and followed.

He got into the car and looked at He Yishang who was driving, his clear eyes filled with doubts, "Mom, who is this uncle?"

uncle…

This word stinged He Yishang's heart mercilessly again. He wanted to explain that it was not his uncle but his father, but he was concerned about Jiang Lian's emotions, so he did not dare to speak in front of the child without authorization.

"driver."

Jiang Lian's answer was extremely brief.

"Oh oh…"

Jiang Yao nodded, the doubts in his eyes did not decrease with the answer, but became more intense.

strangeness.

Why do you feel the strange atmosphere between this uncle and mother?

Because of his childhood experiences, Jiang Yao was much smarter than his peers and quickly understood the weirdness.

He patted his leg and said, "I see, uncle, you are my mother's suitor, right?"

It must be because my mother was worried that she would not be able to accept the existence of this uncle, so she told this white lie.

He Yishang looked at the lively and smart child, and his empty heart filled with happiness, "Yes, I am your mother's suitor."

Jiang Lian frowned.

"you…"

Just wanted to refute loudly, but thinking of the son beside him reluctantly swallowed the rest of the words.

Jiang Yao held the small schoolbag, "Uncle, I support your pursuit of my mother. After all, my father died, and the grass on the grave is taller than me."

"But you have to be nice to my mother. If you dare to make my mother sad, I will never let you go."

…

Jiang Yao's small mouth was loud, and he was still babbling about threats.

"!!"

He Yishang didn't listen to the others, and his attention was all attracted by the sentence "Dad's grave grass is taller than me".

He suppressed the surging emotions, and he didn't have to think to know that this sentence was taught by Jiang Lian.

Jiang Lian swept away the depression just now, and was in a good mood in line with Jiang Yao's words, "Well, yes, your father's grave grass is taller than you."

A word fell.

"Ah-"

With the harsh braking sound, the low-key but expensive car parked in the parking space at the entrance of the community.

He Yishang did not stop, and followed Jiang Lian and Jiang Yao into the small room.