Jiang He looked at the broken wooden table. A few bowls with chipped edges held steaming hot dishes. Although the food was delicious, it still made Jiang He's heart ache.,The river didn't directly say that the villa was given to him by Lin Chengan, he was afraid his parents wouldn't accept it.,The river chuckled softly: "Elder Jiang, you're cursed with bad luck, there seems to be a bloody disaster, your time is up!"。