"Jiang Xinchen, where did your manners go? Who taught you to talk to your sister like that?!" Jiang Quan raised his hand and was about to slap him in the face, but was stopped by Yu Zhenling's quick eyes and hands.

Jiang Quan just raised his hand, picked up a cup and threw it out, "Get out of here!"

In front of the old man, Jiang Quan suppressed his anger.

Yu Zhenling comforted Jiang Quan while winking at Jiang Xinchen, "Why don't you get out now?"

Jiang Xinchen was young and energetic, a freshman in high school, and in the rebellious period of youth. He glanced at Meng Fu and the old man, and wanted to say something, but did not dare to continue. He opened the door of the ward and went out, leaning against the wall.

The whole person feels irritable and unhappy.

Jiang Xinran treated him very well, and would always take time out to help him with his studies even when the competition class was busy...

From childhood to adulthood, many friends and classmates envied him for having such an outstanding sister like Jiang Xinran.

The family was obviously living a good life, but Meng Fu appeared in the middle of their lives. After coming back, she started to act up, dropping out of school and joining the entertainment industry. Jiang Xinchen felt depressed and uncomfortable when he thought of her.

In the room.

...

...

Meng Fu was still sitting on the edge of the bed, looking well-behaved and pretty, and her honest appearance made the old man very angry.

"Dad, Xinchen is still young, please don't bother with him." Yu Zhenling poured a cup of tea for the old man and said softly.

The old man didn't look up at her, but just said calmly, "You are already in high school, but you are still so ignorant. How can you support a big career in the future?"

This sentence is really heartbreaking.

No matter how you look at it, the Jiang family was built by the old man, and his words "can't support the great cause" were a blow to Jiang Xinchen.

Yu Zhenling glanced at Meng Fu, wanting her to say a few words for her.

However, Meng Fu still lowered his head and looked a little dull.

Jiang Quan said that Meng Fu had grown up outside and didn't know the rules of wealthy families. Yu Zhenling felt upset. It was obvious that her IQ and EQ were not high. How could she be summed up with just one sentence: "She is ignorant"?

If it were Jiang Xinran, she would have gone to comfort the old man without her having to say anything, and she would never be like Meng Fu.

Yu Zhenling has taught Jiang Xinran carefully for so many years, and Jiang Xinran meets her expectations in every way. Even her brother's family likes Jiang Xinran, and she has also gained some fame in the wealthy circle.

She even learned some of her brother's skills, and her paintings were sold for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

On the other hand, Meng Fu was not close to her at all after returning to the Jiang family, and even dropped out of school to join the entertainment industry.

With such a good example before her, it is simply impossible for Yu Zhenling to treat everyone equally.

"Dad, I will talk to Xinchen nicely. Don't be angry. Your health is the most important." Yu Zhenling lowered her eyes, still holding the tea upright.

Mr. Jiang could actually guess what Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinchen were thinking.

He reached out to take Yu Zhenling's tea, took a sip, and then said, "Xinchen is not young anymore."

Yu Zhenling and Jiang Quan both listened to the old man with an instructive look on their faces.

Yu Zhenling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the old man's anger had gradually subsided.

Meng Fu sat beside the old man's bed, looking at his wrist thoughtfully. She stood up and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to the bathroom."

Jiang Quan realized something only after he saw Meng Fu push the door open and go out, then close it again.

The old man is in a VIP ward, which has its own bathroom.

Why did Meng Fu go out?

However, Jiang Quan didn't have time to think about it. The old man leaned against the head of the bed and slowly said, "When will you change her last name back? It's been two years, and there's no party for her."

After listening to this, Jiang Quan was silent for a moment, "I want to talk to you about this matter today. If we really hold the banquet, it will definitely have an impact on Xinran."

No matter what, Jiang Xinran was raised by them. Although he is not their biological child, he is better than their biological child.

"You also know about the Tong family, old man," Jiang Quan sat down on the chair he had just sat on, and after a moment of hesitation, he slowly said, "The Tong family has not seen Fu'er until now. This is their attitude."

"This marriage..." Old Master Jiang sat up, frowning.

"I know, logically speaking, this marriage is Fu'er's, but you have to think about it, with Fu'er's appearance, can she be worthy of being the mistress of the Tong family?" Jiang Quan shook his head, "You also know what kind of people the Tong family is. In the past, we worked so hard to train Xinran, and only then did the Tong family look up to Xinran and reluctantly get Madam Tong to nod her head."

Jiang Quan paused and continued, "But you know Fu'er's situation. She doesn't want to go to high school. She refused to go to the company's job that was arranged for her. She has been in the entertainment industry for two years but has made no progress. Even if she is really married to the Tong family, you should have an idea in your mind whether she will become relatives or enemies in the end."

Yu Zhenling asked Jiang Quan to discuss these things with the old man last time, but Jiang Quan never found the opportunity.

After hearing this, Mr. Jiang also fell silent. He knew Meng Fu's current situation and that her life in the Jiang family might not be very good, so he had always been thinking about the engagement with the Tong family.

But Jiang Quan's words "will we become relatives or enemies" really touched his heart.

Looking at Mr. Jiang's expression, Jiang Quan knew that he had listened.

According to the current circumstances, Xinran can catch the eye of Mrs. Tong.

If Meng Fu worked harder, Jiang Quan might have spent more time on her and helped her. But now it seems that choosing between Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu is not a big deal for Jiang Quan.

Thinking of this, Jiang Quan couldn't help but sigh.

After seeing Mr. Jiang, most of the people in the ward left.

"You should go home too. I'll take you with me. Remember to go to Judexuan for dinner tonight. Your sister will be there too." Jiang Quan left with Meng Fu and wanted to drive her away.

Meng Fu's mask was still hanging on one side of her face. Upon hearing this, she agreed obediently, "Thank you, Dad." She saved forty yuan.

So well-behaved and good-looking.

Jiang Quan softened his heart instantly.

While asking the driver to drive, he talked to her, "You, don't bother with your brother, he and Xinran have a good relationship..."

Meng Fu chattered all the way, sitting in the passenger seat, with his hand supporting his chin, lazily, "Uncle, please go to No. 1 Middle School."

"No. 1 Middle School?" The driver glanced at Jiang Quan in the rearview mirror.

Meng Fu pulled her mask and said, "I rented a house there, so I won't go back to the Jiang family."

After getting in the car, her well-behaved expression became much colder, and the driver glanced at her.

Because of the Tong family's affairs, Jiang Quan also felt guilty towards Meng Fu, so he didn't ask her why she rented a house outside and just asked the driver to drive over.

Arrived at the rental community.

Jiang Quan couldn't help but frown. Because of the environment, he followed Meng Fu upstairs to see her living conditions: "Why did you rent this place? How is the security here?"

Especially when he followed Meng Fu upstairs and found that there was no elevator and there was garbage on the stairs, Jiang Quan had an even bigger headache.

"I've rented it for two years." Meng Fu replied.

Just as I reached the door of my house, the door opposite opened. The boy in a hat pulled up the brim of his hat and spoke briefly, not paying attention to anyone: "Lend me some paint."

"Go in and get it yourself." Meng Fu opened the door.

The young man didn't look at anyone or say hello, and went straight into Meng Fu's house.

Behind him, Jiang Quan looked inside the door and frowned: "Who is he? What kind of paint?"

"The guy next door ran out of paint and the courier didn't deliver it to him, so he asked me to borrow some." Meng Fu was still very cold, leaning against the door frame and knocking on the door twice, "Hurry up."

Jiang Quan was stunned. "How do you have paint? Aren't you a trainee?"