What should I do if I lose my memory after transmigrating into a book?

Chapter 70 Ms. Hua Lan's Divergent Thinking

Jiang Ci watched many videos, then shut down his computer with a knowing look on his face, deleting all chat and browsing history in case he was discovered.

However, there is no use for eggs.

Because Ms. Hualan came to visit in the afternoon.

Hua Lan, with a small bag slung across her shoulder, her hair piled high, dressed neatly and elegantly, stood at the villa entrance with a pleasant demeanor.

Wearing sunglasses, she sat in the car, glanced at the villa gate, and called out to the driver, "Xiao Zhang, wait a minute."

Although the villa used to have maids and a housekeeper, her son didn't come back often, and the villa looked cold and deserted from the outside, not like a place where people lived regularly.

But what does she see now?

Outside the villa, a flowerbed was planted with rows of champagne-colored lisianthus, their color appearing gentle and radiant under the setting sun.

That flowerbed was filled with bright, full-blown Ecuadorian roses, surrounded by large glass radiators; it was a delicate variety.

Ms. Hua Lan found it somewhat strange.

When did her son develop such leisure time?

Seeing that Ms. Hua Lan was about to get out of the car, Xiao Zhang, with his sharp eyes, immediately got out of the car and opened the door for her.

"Madam, I'm going to park the car. Please call me if you need anything."

Hua Lan smiled and nodded, then walked straight into the villa.

When Butler Li saw Madam Hualan, he immediately opened the door and came to greet her, saying, "Madam, you've come."

Hua Lan removed her sunglasses, pointed to the lush flowers in the flowerbed, and asked with some confusion,

"Has Xiaoman taken a liking to growing flowers lately? This villa has become unusually lively."

Butler Li smiled mysteriously, his wrinkles deepening with the smile. "Madam, you'll be pleasantly surprised when you enter."

"What's so strange about it? It's not like he can find a wife. Of course not. Who would want Jiang Ci, that taciturn guy?"

Butler Li thought to himself, "The master is no longer a silent type."

Hua Lan became even more curious and walked in, her high heels clicking softly. Reaching the retro-style hall, she immediately spotted the woman sitting on the carpet, holding the little one and drawing. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she murmured in disbelief...

"My goodness, he really did find a wife and come back."

Shen Xi had nothing to do in the afternoon. Seeing her son drawing, she felt a little itchy to draw as well. The little guy was very happy to see her wanting to draw with him, his eyes sparkling.

She had just heard the clatter of high heels when she looked up and saw the elegant and beautiful woman in front of her.

In just a moment, Shen Xi felt a barely perceptible stirring in her heart; she felt as if she had seen this person somewhere before.

Hua Lan was a little surprised to see the two of them, who were as close as mother and son, painting together. Wasn't this girl the one who was "roommates" with Jiang Ci?

Could it be that after the divorce, they started living together again?

Isn't this possible?

Shen Xi didn't know who the person was, so she didn't rush forward to greet them. She put down her paintbrush and placed it next to the paint tray to prevent it from getting on the ground.

Xiao Jiangdu peeked out of his mother's arms, stood in front of Shen Xi, and began to speak in a serious and deliberate manner.

"Grandma, good afternoon. This is my mother."

The little guy seemed to be introducing his mother to others like this for the first time, his little face full of pride.

Shen Xi was still struggling with how to bring it up.

Ms. Hua Lan spoke first, "Please sit down, young lady, no need to be so polite with me."

She turned to Xiaojiangdu and said, "Xiaoman has gained weight. Grandma hasn't even called in days."

Although Hua Lan scolded him, she quickly moved to Shen Xi's side. The beautiful woman sat upright, but her eyes seemed to drift towards Shen Xi out of the corner of her eye.

Neither of the women spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Of course, this is only Shen Xi's opinion.

Shen Xi felt a little hesitant at first. She inexplicably wondered if this was some kind of embarrassing situation where an ugly daughter-in-law is afraid to meet her in-laws.

No, no, no, absolutely not.

Jiang Ci should be the ugly daughter-in-law!

Ms. Hualan remained silent, deep in thought. She noticed the women's watch on Shen Xi's wrist; it was a new model that had just been released a few days prior. The brand always sent the latest models directly to the old house for her to choose from.

However, she took a fancy to the emerald green watch.

The brand claimed that Jiang Ci had already bought the watch.

She thought she was going to give his elderly mother a surprise.

Sure enough, that unfilial son never had that intention.

Is this a divorce? Or a reconciliation?

Are you kidding me?

Ms. Hua Lan then looked at Shen Xi. Indeed, the little girl was both beautiful and pretty, and the painting on the easel was also very lifelike.

Well, her son... he was just a little bit short.

Such a nice young girl, could it be that she was the one who brought up divorce with Jiang Ci first?

Then, her son… a pervert?… a man who forces love?

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No way?!

Thinking about this, Ms. Hua Lan felt a little uneasy, and she looked at Shen Xi with worried eyes.

"How are you doing, young lady? How's your food and accommodation? Are you allowed to go out and about regularly?"

Shen Xi was a little stunned. What...what was the question?

She hesitated, "...Is it alright?"

Xiao Jiangdu, with his round face, looked around curiously, glancing left and right at this and that.

Grandma is so strange.

"Mom, why are you here so late?"

Jiang Ci was wearing gray loungewear, looking like he had just taken a shower. His wispy hair was still soft and lying on his forehead, which instantly softened his sharp aura. He walked downstairs lazily with one hand in his pocket and a cup of coffee in his right hand. He raised an eyebrow, vaguely sensing the atmosphere downstairs.

Ms. Hua Lan seemed... somewhat worried?

"It's been a long time since I've seen Xiaoman, so I thought I'd ask you a few things."

Her son sent a beautiful girl and a child to the old house without saying a word, which frightened Hua Lan into thinking that he was keeping another child outside and dared not bring them back to let Xiao Man know.

She rushed over almost immediately, intending to ask him herself.

Who knew, wow, there's another one at home.

Jiang Ci knew what his mother was about to say just by looking at her hesitant expression.

But instead of explaining, he winked at his mother.

Oh, as for how his mother interprets it...

That's beyond his control.

Hua Lan was stunned when her son gave her a meaningful look; the sunglasses she was holding made a creaking sound.

Damn it, you deserve to die. You're not really two-timing, are you?

One in the old house? One at home?

She can't afford to hurt this person!

Hua Lan frantically tried to wink at Jiang Ci, blinking so hard her eyes almost cramped.

However, Jiang Ci didn't even glance at him. He walked straight to Shen Xi's side, picked up his son, and sat him on his lap.

Hua Lan was heartbroken.

She looked at Jiang Ci and said, "You're dead, really."