Lin Su looked at her doubtfully, "Your own sister, don't you know?"
Jiang Qing felt a little embarrassed. After all, Jiang Nuan had a very difficult life since childhood. She wasn't their biological daughter to begin with, so how could her mother treat her wholeheartedly?
She remembered that when Jiang Nuan was little, even basic necessities were hard to come by.
Lin Su saw that she wasn't saying anything and got up angrily, "Let's go, let's go back."
Jiang Qing hurried after her, "Susu, what about our family's investment..."
"I'll consider it."
Jiang Qing's expression turned ugly. Considering it meant the matter was dead.
It was all her own fault for bringing up Jiang Nuan for no reason.
She really didn't know that Su Nuan knew medical skills.
Damn Jiang Nuan, she was such a jinx.
Moreover, there had never been an opportunity for things with He Mingxin. What should she do now?
Mu Jiu Chen brought He Ming Run to the old shop they remembered vividly. This sour and spicy noodle shop had remained the same for over a decade. The young couple who were once young had now reached middle age.
The couple had taken over the small shop from their parents. The hand-pulled noodles were delicious, and the business had been consistent for ten years, with many familiar regular customers.
Mu Jiu Chen would come here whenever he was in a bad mood.
He knew the owner.
"Xiao Jiu, you're here." The owner was plump and had a pair of dimples when he smiled, very approachable.
Except for the years he was studying abroad, Mu Jiu Chen had been coming almost every month and was very familiar with the owner.
"I'm here, Uncle Yang. Two bowls, please."
"Alright, alright, have a seat first."
Mu Jiu Chen nodded at him and led He Ming Run inside.
He Ming Run looked at how familiar he was with the owner. Had this guy been eating sour and spicy noodles here all these years?
Someone please tell him what kind of peculiar habit Mu Jiu Chen had!
To be honest, he had never eaten at such a dingy eatery.
It was past dinner time, so there weren't many people. The shop was small, and many people took their orders to go. Inside, there were only him and He Ming Run.
"Ninth Master, this doesn't suit your status. Did you come to the wrong place?"
He Ming Run couldn't help but ask.
Mu Jiu Chen glanced at him coolly, "If you feel it's beneath you, you can leave."
"No, no, no, I'm just afraid you'll be wronged." He Ming Run looked at the simple decor of the small shop. Beer advertisement posters were plastered on the walls.
On the other wall, a celebrity poster was pasted. The walls were yellowed, truly nothing special. Why was Mu Jiu Chen so fond of this place?
"Xiao Jiu, they're ready." The owner smilingly brought in two bowls of sour and spicy noodles. Seeing that he had brought a friend today, the owner added two more bowls of shrimp dumplings for them.
"Thank you, Uncle Yang!" Mu Jiu Chen respected him greatly; he was a diligent and kind man.
"No need to be polite. These are the shrimp dumplings I just made. They're best eaten now."
After speaking, the owner smiled and left to attend to other customers.
He Ming Run looked at the shrimp dumplings. They were pink and looked very appealing.
Mu Jiu Chen didn't say anything. He picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks, broke them apart, and slurped a strand of noodle. Although the taste was familiar, he could no longer taste the happiness of that night.
But every time he ate, he ate very happily.
He Ming Run watched Mu Jiu Chen eat with relish. He knew Mu Jiu Chen was famously picky about food; if he said it was good, it probably was.
He lowered his head and slurped. Instantly, his face was filled with surprise.
"Damn, these noodles are delicious, and these shrimp dumplings are even better!"
Mu Jiu Chen ignored him and ate by himself.
The next day, Jiang Nuan woke up. After watching the children go to school, she waited for Meng Yuan to wake up.
Jiang Shuo would not let her off, nor did he plan to sit idly by.
Jiang Shuo, the show has not even begun yet!