Chapter 11
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Everyone in the family looked at Jiang Wenfeng in unison.
"…"
The short silence was extremely awkward.
The smile on Jiang Wenfeng's face was about to disappear, and he finally struggled and shouted again. "Claire, come to me!"
"…"
Was he calling her a three-year-old?!
Jean, who was sitting next to him, turned his eyes away in disgust, and moved away from Jiang Wenfeng without a trace.
He thought that Jiang Yanci would ignore Jiang Wenfeng, but Jiang Yanci shook his head. "No."
The rejection was very straightforward, without even a trace of hesitation.
It was so straightforward that it hurt!
Jiang Wenfeng clutched his chest, feeling a little heartbroken.
Wait!!
！！
Did Claire talk to him just now?!!
Although what she said wasn't very nice, but!
The awkwardness in Jiang Wenfeng's heart disappeared in an instant, and he smiled like a two-hundred-pound fool. "Hey, okay, okay, okay, don't come over …"
Claire talked to him!!!
Oh my god, was he dreaming?!
It had been eighteen years, and this was the first time Claire had spoken to him!
Jiang Wenfeng looked at Father Jiang and Jiang Qing proudly. That look in his eyes was asking for a beating!
Jealous!
Claire didn't even talk to you!
Jean and Mr. Jiang: …
You must be itching for a beating!
How could a normal person be so stupid?
But despite their disgust, Mr. Jiang and Jean were really a little envious. After all, Jiang Yanci hadn't talked to them yet.
But …
The father and son's eyes fell on Shen Wanqing who was silent on the side.
But who was this girl? It was said that Claire went out and picked her up on the street.
Mrs. Jiang naturally noticed Shen Wanqing, and she looked at the girl in front of her without a trace.
She had short black hair that reached her neck. The short hair was soft and fluffy. Her oval face was a little chubby and white. Her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were clear. When she raised her eyes, she looked a little careless.
She had changed into a beige long dress, which made her look even more petite.
Although this girl looked a little undisciplined, she was very pleasing to Mrs. Jiang.
Mrs. Jiang beamed, took Shen Wanqing's other hand, and led her to the center of the hall.
As she walked, she asked gently, "What's your name?"
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