impossible!

If He Zhengguo wanted him to go into business, why did he say earlier that he was trying to promote him?

Jiang Yongxian carefully recalled the circumstances of He Zhengguo's words.

It was only after he said he was going to find Yang Qiaoqiao that He Zhengguo said it was better to rely on oneself than on others, and that he should take control of the situation.

So how could He Zhengguo have put him in charge of Yang Qiaoqiao's assets?

Yang Jianguo's hopes, which had just been raised by He Zhengguo's empty promises, have vanished once again.

He told He Nian that he was going out to buy groceries, but unknowingly he ended up at the place where Peng Cuiying and Wang Xue lived with their child.

Before he even entered the door, he heard Peng Cuiying cursing Wang Xue.

"That country bumpkin got married to my son and now she thinks she's a rich lady. She's lazy and good-for-nothing, all she does is go out and gamble..."

Jiang Yongxian was already annoyed, and hearing Peng Cuiying's complaints only made him more annoyed.

He turned to leave.

But then a childish voice came from inside the house, "Grandma..."

Peng Cuiying's scolding immediately stopped and was replaced by a joyful voice, "Oh my, Grandma's good grandson is awake? Come here, Grandma will hug you."

"Are you hungry? Grandma made you some fish balls."

"Tummy, hungry." The child's sweet, childish voice reached my ears.

Jiang Yongxian, who had just been feeling irritable, instantly felt much more relaxed.

There's even an indescribable tenderness deep inside.

His son is now one year old, but in this past year, the time they have spent together can be counted on one hand.

He finally turned around and strode into the house.

When Peng Cuiying saw him, she was startled and quickly pulled him into the house. "Boss, what brings you here? Didn't you say that the He family was keeping a close eye on you and it wasn't convenient for you to come?"

Peng Cuiying knew what her son was planning.

Of course, she didn't want her son's plan to fail.

Jiang Yongxian looked at the child in Peng Cuiying's arms, reached out to the child, and wanted to say, "Daddy, hold me."

But the words caught in his throat, and he swallowed them back, saying instead, "Come here, let Uncle hug you."

The child glanced at him, then shrank back into Peng Cuiying's arms, his eyes fixed warily on Jiang Yongxian.

Peng Cuiying patted the child and said, "Children of Qilin's age are shy around strangers, so let Mom hold him."

"Boss, is there something you need to do by coming over at this hour? If so, tell us quickly and then head back as soon as you're done. Don't let the He family find out anything."

Peng Cuiying may be harsh and calculating towards other children, but she is definitely a loving mother who always thinks of her children, Jiang Yongxian and Jiang Yong'an.

Even during the most difficult times, when she almost had a falling out with Jiang Yongxian, they remained friends and family afterward.