Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After finishing her work, Song Jiaren glanced at him and said, âI still have something to do. Are you interested in coming along?â
Shen Linanâs eyes flashed with curiosity. He did not say anything and followed behind her.
âWhen he saw that she was actually approaching the small bungalow in the backyard, his expression turned cold and his brows furrowed.
Song Jiaren went straight into the bungalow and went up to the third floor. She saw the little boy in the attic. At this moment, he was sitting on the floor by the attic door with his back against the door. He was still holding his only toyâa piece of building blocks.
He heard footsteps and tured around. When he saw that it was Song Jiaren, his eyes lit up. Then, he pouted and turned his head while looking unhappy.
Song Jiaren knew why he was angry. She went up to pat his head and said, âIâm sorry. I canât go out as I wish in the Jiang family, but I promised to accompany you to the amusement park. I will definitely fulfill my promise. You just have to wait a few more days.â
âYou big liar,â Jiang Cang muttered with his head lowered.
Song Jiaren smiled and sat on the ground like him. She looked at the sky outside the window and asked, âItâs so late, so why arenât you sleeping?â
Jiang Cang stiffened and said nothing, He hadnât told anyone. He was afraid of the dark and afraid of being alone. But he had to be alone. He had always been alone.
Song Jiaren felt the coldness on his body. She took off her jacket and wrapped it around his small body.
When there was a sudden warmth on his body, Jiang Cang was at a loss. This was the first time someone had helped him put on clothes. His eyes were slightly red as he clenched his fists tightly around his clothes. It felt so good to be cared for.
âIdonât dare to sleep.â After a while, Jiang Cangâs low voice sounded.
Song Jiaren froze. She didnât expect this to be the reason. She looked at the little boy beside her and realized that he was still a child. His mature behavior had made her forget this.
âTl accompany you. You can sleep in peace.â A trace of pity suddenly arose in Song Jiarenâs heart. She reached out to pull him into her embrace and patted his back somewhat clumsily.
Jiang Cang didnât say anything. He didnât struggle, but his body was a little stiff, as if he wasnât used to it.
After a long time, he carefully rested his head in her arms. He only touched her lightly because he was afraid that his weight would make her feel uncomfortable and she would stop hugging him.
Song Jiaren felt some wetness on her arm, but she didnât make a sound after realizing what it was. This child had always been headstrong. Even when he cried, he would cry silently. He probably didnât want her to find out that he was crying.
The two of them leaned against each other warmly. The coldness of the night had dispersed a lot.
Jiang Linan had been standing at the corner of the stairs and watching them. After Jiang Cang said that he didnât dare to sleep, his hands clenched into fists. He had been immersed in his hatred for the Jiang family and Old Master Jiang all this while. He had actually neglected his son. Jiang Linanâs
emotions were mixed, and frustration surged in his heart.
He thought of his late wife. If she knew, she would definitely blame him. He looked at the way Song Jiaren hugged Jiang Cang and an idea came to his mind. His sonâs dependence on Song Jiaren surprised him, but at the same time, he felt a little relieved. After this matter was over, the son he was most
worried about seemed to have a reliable candidate to be entrusted to.
Song Jiaren knew that Jiang Linan was also there, but she didnât say anything, She didnât expose him either. She knew about Jiang Cang and Jiang Linanâs relationship, but she didnât know whether the relationship between the father and son was good or bad. She only felt some sympathy for this child. The
rumors outside and him being locked up in a house like this since he was young werenât things a child could bear.