Loved By An Older Man Novel - Chapter 79
Chapter 79: Photos of Her Mother When She Was Young
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
In the principal’s office, the principal, who was almost in his thirties, was stunned when he saw Jiang Yu come in.
He thought he saw Little Die when she was young.
“Are you Kang Die’s child?” The principal asked.
Jiang Yu nodded.
When she first walked into this orphanage, she felt a sense of familiarity.
However, she did not expect that her biological mother had also grown up in the orphanage.
That was why she had come to look for her mother’s childhood shadow. Perhaps she could find out about her mother’s background.
“I want to know about my mother,” Jiang Yu said.
When he learned that Kang Die had died due to childbirth, the principal sighed. “Xiao Die got lost when she was six years old and was sent here by passers-by. We have never known about her background. We only know that she has a nickname called Xiao Die and her surname is Kang. We don’t know anything else about her.”
“However, I have a photo of your mother when she was young.”
The principal took out an old photo.
In the photo, one of the people standing together with a few children looked a little like Jiang Yu.
Apart from this photo, Jiang Yu couldn’t find any other clues.
“Thank you, principal,” Jiang Yu said to the principal.
This principal was obviously a kind person, just like the principal of her orphanage.
Jiang Yu knew that her mother must have received a lot of care from the principal.
Jiang Yu left the principal’s office and saw Hu Chen walking over.
Hu Chen was just playing with a few children just then. When it was time for dinner, he was about to ask Jiang Yu out for dinner.
He didn’t expect to see Jiang Yu here.
“Xiao Yu!” Hu Chen quickly strode over.
Hu Chen’s assistant looked at Hu Chen in shock, because Hu Chen’s voice was filled with surprise.
Jiang Yu smiled and said, “Brother Chen!”
She followed Hu Chen’s car.
They left the orphanage.
Kang Xue was still thinking about how to get into the orphanage, but the security guard refused to let her in.
At this moment, she saw a car drive out.
It was definitely Hu Chen’s car.
Kang Xue immediately wanted to chase after it.
However, the car drove off into the distance.
Kang Xue: “…”
…
In the restaurant.
After putting on a disguise, Hu Chen was still worried that his fans would recognize him. Wearing sunglasses and a hat, he quietly entered the reserved private room with Jiang Yu.
“Xiao Yu, how have you been? How are you doing in college?”
All Hu Chen knew was that Jiang Yu was studying at Green Vine University.
Jiang Yu said, “Very well. I went to the same school as my good friend Lu Qi. She’s studying design.”
Hearing that, Hu Chen looked up at her. “Xiao Yu, you never told me what you studied. Did you run off to study medicine?”
Ever since she was young, Jiang Yu had a weak body and liked to read medical books.
But unfortunately, Jiang Yu had hemophobia.
Hu Chen had always told her that she should never study medicine in the future.
Jiang Yu curled her lips and said guiltily, “Don’t worry. I’m majoring in acting. I only took a course in medical theory. It’s definitely not practical.”
Hearing that, Hu Chen heaved a sigh of relief. He looked as if he had guessed it long ago.
“Why do you want to learn acting?”
“I’m following in your footsteps. By earning more money, I can help more people,” Jiang Yu said subconsciously.
Hu Chen was very satisfied with this answer. “Not bad. In the future, when it comes to acting, I’ll take care of you.”
He patted his chest.
Jiang Yu smiled. “I wonder who got tricked a few by my acting skills. I don’t know who it was.”
Hu Chen: “…”
When they were in the orphanage, Hu Chen had played imitation games with Jiang Yu.
In the end, Jiang Yu had always pretended to be injured.
Hu Chen had always mistakenly thought that Jiang Yu was really injured.
He had been teased by Jiang Yu a few times.
Actually, when he saw her pained expression, Hu Chen could not help but feel sorry for her.
That’s why he believed her every time..
