After a breakup, my ex always tried to block me

Chapter 23 Do I Have to Collect Your Corpse Next Time?
Usually, Jiang seldom goes home to the family building. He usually lives in the dormitory, so it is convenient to call the police or something.

At this time, he has successfully slipped back to the family building.

Just as I was sitting down to continue working, the phone beside me rang.

I didn't pay much attention to the caller's signature:
"Which one?"

"Which one? Your mother!
I said Jiang Ye, if Xiyue hadn't told us, wouldn't you have planned to tell us about your injury? "

A loud roar.

Jiang Ye then glanced at the phone screen:
"Mom!" shouted.

"Don't call my mother, this time I was injured, will I have to collect your body next time?

Tell me, when will you be able to reassure me and your father? "

It can be seen that it is really angry.

Even shouted this.

Jiang also rubbed his brows and explained softly, "Mom, it's not that serious, it just broke."

It's just that it's better not to explain it.

Madam Jiang, whose stomach was full of fire and had nowhere to disperse, became even more angry all of a sudden:

"What, the fracture is still lighter, isn't it?"

sweat.
"Okay, what do you say?"

He knew that it would be wrong to ignore what he said, so, according to the previous practice, it would be good to listen to the respect.

On the phone, Mrs. Jiang snorted twice:
"Wait for me to finish these two days!"

"what?"

"What else can I do? Of course I'll see you!"

The son is his own and is injured. How can the mother feel relieved if he doesn't see the situation with his own eyes?
Jiang also knew that he couldn't refuse, this little old lady wouldn't listen at all:
"Okay, call me in advance and I'll pick you up."

"No, you disabled person should take good care of your injury, there is a driver!

By the way, your brother said it was your idea to withdraw Xiyue's endorsement? "

Jiang also moved his body and hummed.

On the phone, Madam Jiang paused and said earnestly:
"Aye, if you do this, your grandfather will definitely not be able to explain it. After all, Xiyue and you."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Mom, can you stop putting me and Gu Xiyue together?

There is nothing between us, before, or now, or later! "

"You dead child, forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you, anyway, your grandfather is already picking the day himself, you can do it yourself."

Pick a day?
Jiang also sneered:

"Then I'll leave the words here, no! Yes! Yes!"

Facing her son's tough attitude, Mrs. Jiang also choked, and then asked in a low voice:
"What's wrong with Ren Xiyue? You have to look good, you have to have a figure, you are still childhood sweethearts who grew up together, why can't you?

Aye, don't you have any problem? "

Really doubtful!
"Son, what's really going on, let's not shy away from treating the disease, it's time to treat it, okay?"

As the last word fell, there was a 'clack'.

Followed by a 'beep beep' to hang up the phone.

Jiang also thought to himself: Oh, this is the real mother?

Is there any mother who suspects that her son is seriously ill?
Is it biological?

It's just obvious that there is no mistake. After all, the Jiang family's genetics are too strong, and several generations share the same face!
hiss~
A headache.

Jiang also reached out and rubbed his temples for a while before dialing the phone again.

The call was quickly connected, and Jiang was the first to speak out:
"What do I want?"

"Master Jiang, how can it be so fast? It's not six days, you are investigating what happened six years ago!"

The man's face was quite impatient at this moment:
"At what time is it fine?"

"Didn't you say it's been a week?"

"Three days at most, if you can't do it, I'll replace it!"

Substitution?

Where's the line?

The person on the phone gritted his teeth:
"Okay, okay, three days, just three days, wait for the news."

So, in fact, three days is totally fine, but it was said that it would take a week?

Uh, how do you say it?

The industry regulations are like this. You can't talk to death in advance. What if things change?

If something goes wrong, isn't it smashing your own sign?
right?

(End of this chapter)