Who taught her?

Jiang Li subconsciously pulled back his hand, "Who do you need to teach this kind of thing?"

She turned her face away, obviously not wanting to say anything, and Rong Jing didn\'t ask any more. Just chuckle: "Then let me change the question, why are you doing this?"

With her way of acting, she wouldn\'t take risks by doing such a thing.

Jiang Hao\'s hand clenched and loosened, and suddenly laughed: "Maybe he hasn\'t given up completely yet, he always thought, maybe he will still have a little bit of affection."

But back then, he had already treated his mother like that, so how could he still think of any affection?

But she always remembered what her mother told her before she died.

Mother told her not to hate, she said, that person is her father after all.

Jiang Hao walked to the bed and sat down. She felt very tired, as if she had suffered from a serious illness and was completely weak. She closed her eyes and suddenly opened them again.

Looking at Rong Jing, there was a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth: "You saved me because I look like Rong Ning\'s mother?"

Rong Jing looked down at her and did not answer.

She smiled to herself: "I have had children too, they are very cute." But she can hardly remember what he looked like. She gave birth to him, but he only stayed by her side for three days.

For such a small child, she was really cruel at the time.

Rong Jing almost expected what she was going to say, but he didn\'t say anything and listened to her continue.

It was not easy to say what happened six years ago from Jiang Ling\'s mouth. But at this moment, his mind is probably not very clear, and those things have been buried in my heart for too long.

She didn\'t think about it, but it still made her breathless.

"You and Rong Ning\'s mother met by chance, and I\'m about the same..." She pulled out a smile, but her face was bloodless, "I was only eighteen years old at the time, and that man broke in that night..."

Her hands slowly curled up into a fist, "I was raped, and I was pregnant with a child, but that child was lost by me."

There were tears in her eyes, but they never fell. The blue veins on her hands were very obvious.

"I don\'t hate that child, he is an angel sent to me by God." He shook his head again, "But I will not forgive that rapist, in this life..."

Her face was as pale as paper, but the hatred in her eyes gradually surfaced, like a poisoned knife.

Rong Jing felt like there was something in his heart and suddenly sank. Those words that came to his mouth were also swallowed back by him.

Jiang Hao\'s words confirmed his conjecture.

But he didn\'t know that she originally... hated that man so much.

He was so stiff that he could barely move.

After a long while, Jiang Hao laughed: "Scared you?" She stood up, and those emotions were already caught in her eyes.

"I\'m 80% like Rong Ning\'s mother, but I\'m not her." She laughed, "I\'m not the kind of girl you imagine, and I can\'t be a good wife and mother. I still have a mess of bad things to deal with. …”

She passed by him and walked out the door, "I heard that you are an engineer and have a bright future. Think clearly."

She walked a little staggered and opened the door.

Steamed Bun stood in the kitchen, tiptoeing to the sink. He turned around when he heard the door open, "Mummy!"

Jiang Hao\'s face was still a little pale, and Baozi rushed over and stopped in front of her: "Mommy, are you uncomfortable, is someone bullying you?"

Jiang Hao didn\'t speak, but shook his head with a smile.

Looking closely at the outline of the bun, it does resemble her somewhat, it should be his mother. But the facial features are like Rongjing, beautiful and delicate.

Five years old.

Jiang Hao raised his hand and touched the little head. If her child was still alive, it would be five years old.

Baozi tilted his head to think for a while, then dragged her to the kitchen, "Mommy, are you hungry? You eat something first, and I\'ll take you to eat something delicious tomorrow."

Jiang Hao couldn\'t eat anything, but the steamed bun was serious, she couldn\'t bear to refuse.

The two steaks, still lying quietly in the pot, were about medium rare. Baozi couldn\'t reach it, so he climbed up on the small stool, glanced at it, and looked at Jiang Li with uncertainty.
Jiang Hao was amused by his appearance, and hugged him down, "It\'s hot, you go to the living room first."

Baozi\'s expression was very serious: "I\'ll accompany Mommy."

"I\'ll accompany you later, and now go to the living room."

Baozi was a little unhappy, but he still had to listen to Mommy.

Jiang Hao wouldn\'t either, but everything was ready-made, so she just opened fire and turned it over, there shouldn\'t be much of a problem.

She just opened the fire, and there were footsteps behind her.

She felt a little chill all over her body, took a breath and said, "If you don\'t obey, I\'ll..." Before she could speak, she felt a shadow covering her head.

The man took the things in her hand from behind, "Go to the living room, I\'ll call you now."

The same tone she had just now.

Baozi ran over with short short legs and took her hand, "Mummy, come and see the house I built for you."

"What house?" Jiang Li was confused.

Baozi pulled her to the front of the computer. It was a virtual scene, but step by step, it was the same as the real one. Jiang Hao stared blankly.

After I recovered, I looked at Baozi: "Where did you find it?"

Baozi hugged her arm and rubbed it coquettishly, "A Ning gave it to Mummy, An Ning hasn\'t given Mummy a gift yet. They say that women love houses."

He cautiously looked at Jiang Hao\'s expression.

Jiang Hao was very surprised: "You made it yourself?"

Baozi nodded, "Does Mommy like it?"

Just as Rong Jing came out of the kitchen, Jiang Hao looked back at him: "A Ning... he is very talented." She couldn\'t say what kind of talent she was.

program? architecture? Or both.

Jiang Hao was indeed shocked, and there was a slight look on his face.

Rong Jing didn\'t react much, and only put the steak on the table: "Come over and have something to eat first."

Baozi was already hungry, so he turned off the computer and dragged Jiang Li to the table. There were two plates on the table, Jiang Li just remembered that there were only two steaks in the pot just now.

It should be Rong Jing and Baozi. She was a little embarrassed and looked up at Rong Jing.

Rong Jing sat down opposite her, "I\'m not hungry."

The bun has already cut the steak and put the chunks in the mouth. Rong Jing can\'t do anything else, he is good at frying steak.

Jiang Hao didn\'t say anything after all, she should thank him for what happened tonight.

This man may not be as annoying as she imagined.

After eating, Rong Jing put away the bowl, Jiang Hao was embarrassed and followed the kitchen, "Do you need my help?"

Rong Jing glanced at her: "You can accompany Aning."

Jiang Li nodded and returned to the living room.

She actually understood what Rong Jing meant, Rong Ning needed a mother when she was young.

Rong Ning was in high spirits. He pulled Jiang Li to see a lot of things. Although he was a little surprised, Jiang Li was not very interested.

She was so tired. After all this experience, her body alternated between hot and cold. At this moment, she just felt exhausted and cold.

Rong Jing walked out of the kitchen and saw her leaning on the sofa, her eyelids were about to fight, but she forced herself to listen to Baozi.

He walked over and lifted the bun, "Take a shower and sleep."

Baozi was suddenly mentioned, his hands and feet were fluttering, and when he was put on the ground, he was very unconvinced: "Mommy hasn\'t slept, I still have to accompany Mommy."

Rong Jing hugged his arms, "Your mommy doesn\'t need your company, go back to the room immediately."

Steamed Bun was in a hurry, and wanted to resist with his hands on his hips, but was picked up by Rong Jing and threw back to the room. Steamed buns are about to cry, Rong Jing, the big bad guy.

But Mommy is here, he wants to be an obedient good boy.

Steamed Bun reluctantly said good night to Jiang Hao, glared at Rong Jing again, and closed the door angrily.