"The man? Who? " Murongqiu couldn''t understand what Jiang Yuanzhou said.

    "The man who saved me in BEIXIANG ten years ago." Jiang Yuanzhou closed his lips tightly and stiffened into a straight line.

    "When I was nineteen?"

    "Yes."

    "What happened at that time?" Murongqiu looked straight at Jiang Yuanzhou, and his tone was even tougher.

    Ten years ago, when her son was nineteen.

    His nineteen year old was her most painful year.

    She only knew that 19-year-old Jiang Yuanzhou had been wandering outside for some time, but Jiang Yuanzhou refused to say the specific.

    "At that time, you sent me back to Jiang''s house. Jiang yuanfan''s mother... Sent someone to transport me from Jiang''s house to the small town of North Lane." Seeing that the matter had come to this point, Jiang Yuanzhou could not hide it, so he had to tell the truth.

    Murongqiu turned pale and almost fell over.

    Ten years ago, she was not the real wife of the Chiang family, and Jiang Yuanzhou was not the first successor of the Chiang family.

    Ten years ago, there was a Mrs. Jiang and a young master of the Jiang family, Jiang yuanfan.

    But ten years ago, she was indeed pregnant with Jiang Yuanzhou. In order to make him live a good life, she sent Jiang Yuanzhou back to Jiang''s house.

    But unexpectedly, Jiang yuanfan''s mother was so cruel, and she was concealed for so many years.

    "Mom, it''s over. No one can threaten me now." The man''s calm and domineering words lingered in his ears, which made Chiang''s mother''s nose sour.

    Yes, her son has grown up.

    "What happened after that? What does it have to do with the person you say? " Murongqiu is more concerned about this issue now. After all, his son is now well in front of himself.

    "That man was the mother of the girl in the newspaper. At that time, I was transported to North Lane. Her mother saved me." Jiang Yuanzhou thought of that rainy night and couldn''t help narrowing his eyes. "At that time, they threw me directly into the water, but that night, fortunately, there was a storm. I was hit by the waves to the shore and saved by Xiangyang''s mother."

    "Xiangyang? The girl in the newspaper? Do you decide to get close to Xiangyang to repay your kindness? " Murong Qiuning looked at Jiang Yuanzhou with an eyebrow. "Yuanzhou, I know that the girl''s mother saved you. You may pay special attention to that girl, but you can''t exchange your marriage."

    Murongqiu''s heart sank at this time for fear that his son would lose his reason because of the man''s life-saving grace.

    Jiang Yuanzhou was so excited that he comforted her and opened his lips: "Mom, don''t worry, I know what I''m doing now. Xiangyang is very good, not only because of her identity, but also because of her character."

    "What do you mean?" Murongqiu looked at Jiang Yuanzhou and said for a long time, "you mean that you, a Dunhuang president, fell in love with a college student who has not yet left the society?"

    "Xiangyang is fine. You can rest assured." Jiang Yuanzhou glanced at the smiling side face in the newspaper, and his facial features were softer.

    "No, no, I didn''t mean that." Murongqiu waved, "Yuanzhou, are you unwilling to marry Yang Feifei, so now you happen to meet this girl, you take the opportunity..."

    Before he finished, Jiang Yuanzhou interrupted, "Mom, I''m serious about Xiangyang."

    "But the girl is too young..." murongqiu was still a little dissatisfied. She was a little younger.

    "Mom, age is not a problem. Don''t worry. I''ll go upstairs first." With a smile on his lips, he naturally skipped the topic.

    "Oh, Yuanzhou, tell me more about what happened after you arrived at North Lane?" Murongqiu frowned and worried that Jiang Yuanzhou didn''t know what big event happened ten years ago.

    "I was saved by that woman and went home." Jiang Yuanzhou hooked his lips, answered briefly and went upstairs.

    "It''s not good for my son to grow up. I have to quickly recruit a grandson for myself." Murong qiuman looked at Jiang Yuanzhou''s back, but at the thought of the content in the newspaper, Jiang''s mother was in a great mood again.

    Jiang Yuanzhou, who returned to the room, was sinking himself into the big bed. He couldn''t help but think of Xiangyang''s vibrant little appearance.