Chapter 847

• Thinking of this, Jiang Shiyun nodded. “All right. Here’s a bank card—give it to my dad.”
• In truth, Jiang Shiyun could go back. She just didn’t dare. Jiangcheng held too many memories, the kind that clawed at your heart. She was afraid that once she went back, the sights would hit her like a knife between the shoulder blades, and every moment with Qin Fei would flood her again.
• “Don’t worry. If the test shows you and Third Uncle aren’t related by blood, I’ll treat him like my own father and take care of him for the rest of his life.” Jiang Rongrong took the card and put on a fake smile.