The servant came to announce that the young mistress had returned.

Jiang Cong's face was serious, and he curled his lips coldly, "Let her in."

Jin Xue walked into the magnificent main building of Beverly Hills and saw two rows of bodyguards in black suits. A sarcastic smile appeared on her face.

Jin Xue looked up at the second floor and shouted louder, "Grandpa, are you really that afraid of me? Or do you especially welcome me home?"

Jiang Cong had never seen such a bold woman shouting at him like that. He took the elevator downstairs with a cold face.

Seeing such a large number of bodyguards, Jiang Cong's eyes flickered with fire and he asked sternly, "Are you all so free?"

The master was angry, and the senior butler immediately signaled the bodyguards to disperse.

They were just concerned about the safety of the master and were careful to guard against the young mistress to prevent her from becoming lawless.

Jin Xue was not willing to give in and continued to taunt him: "Grandpa, are you worried that I'll come and destroy the house? I'm not a fool, there's no need to be on guard against me like this!"

Unhappy, Jiang Cong frowned, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Grandpa, can't I come to Beverly Hills even if I have nothing to do? Besides, shouldn't I come? You gave me such a big surprise, there's no reason for me not to come and see you, right? You must be too lonely, always wanting to attract other people's attention, so I came to pay special attention to you!"

This damn girl is really good at talking. She can make people angry to death but still act like a good girl!

Jiang Cong's face darkened as he stared at Jin Xue coldly.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu hurried in.

Jiang Cong stared at his eldest grandson with a cold gaze, "Did you two agree to come back together?"

Jin Xue rolled her eyes in disdain, "I came back to show my filial piety to you!"

"When are you getting divorced?"

Jiang Cong glanced at Jiang Yu and Jin Xue with a cold gaze.

Jin Xue approached Jiang Yu and hugged him unscrupulously, "Grandpa, I've never seen such a thing!"

This little bitch is so irritating. Jiang Cong's gaze is like a cold blade, icy and ruthless, and he wishes he could kill Jin Xue with one blow.

Jiang Yu's eyes, as deep as a cold pond, seemed to be filled with layers of smoke, appearing hazy.

He hugged Jin Xue and walked closer to Grandpa, "We came back to have lunch with you because we were afraid you would be lonely."

Jiang Cong sneered and said sarcastically: "It's good that you didn't make me angry to death."

"Grandpa, you are too kind. May you be blessed as vast as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!"

If his eldest grandson hadn't come, Jiang Cong would really have thrown this dead girl out.

When he saw her, he felt inexplicably angry.

Jin Xue looked at the old man provocatively, but said to Jiang Yu coquettishly: "Hubby, I'm thirsty, I want to drink watermelon juice."

Jiang Yu said softly, "Okay, sit down for a moment."

Watching his eldest grandson squeezing watermelon juice for the hateful woman, Jiang Cong's face became terribly gloomy.

Jin Xue felt a sense of revenge in her heart. "Grandpa, do you want some? I'll ask Jiang Yu to squeeze you a glass of watermelon juice."

Is it because of you that I can drink the watermelon juice squeezed by my grandson? Jiang Cong glared at Jin Xue angrily, "I'm afraid of getting diabetes, so I won't drink it!"

Jin Xue laughed mischievously, "Maybe I'm just living too happily. Even water tastes sweet to me. Maybe Grandpa can't understand my feelings. He's more suited to sour things, like lemon juice."

The young mistress's mouth is more powerful than a machine gun. Just a few words can make the master extremely angry.

The senior butler wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so he had to hold it in.

"You're here to cause trouble, aren't you?" Jiang Cong's scowl was longer than a tennis racket.

Jin Xue's expression was innocent. "Grandpa, I didn't hit you or scold you, so how could I be considered picking on you?"