Chapter 293 Prenuptial Agreement

The family has not had children for a long time. Although there are many branches of the Jiang family, they are not their own children after all, so they don't have that much patience. More importantly, those children were taught a little crookedly by their parents. At a young age, they would be petty or deliberately flatter for red envelopes, candies and snacks, and lack the innocence they should have.

Jiang's mother's attention was drawn to him, and she was so excited that she could not help but glare at her son. If this child had not been so stubborn and still not married, her good grandson would have been able to carry a bottle to buy soy sauce!

Jiang Shiming stroked his forehead helplessly and smiled at his mother pleadingly.

Fang Yuan was carrying a lot of things in his hands, which An Zhiqiu took and put aside, and then sat on the sofa next to Jiang's father.

"Are you the second son of the eldest branch of the Fang family?" Old Master Jiang was holding two walnuts in his hand. They were so smooth and shiny that it looked like they had been polished for many years.

Both were once local tycoons, but the Jiang family was well-known in Shanghai, while the Fang family was deeply rooted in Kyoto for hundreds or even thousands of years. The rulers changed constantly, but the Fang family's honor and favor never stopped.

However, even the tallest and oldest trees will eventually fall to the ground due to heartworms. In the past, the Fang family was the object of admiration and flattery by all patriots. Since the eldest branch was seized from power, the second branch of the Fang family can only hang on to the tail of the powerful and work with the new rich.

Fang Yuan chuckled and nodded, saying in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Grandpa Jiang, ten years ago, I came to your house with my grandfather to play. Because I was young and naughty, I broke your favorite set of purple clay teapots. I wonder if you still remember it?"

Old Master Jiang was startled, and he exchanged glances with Old Lady Jiang. He carefully identified the steady and dignified young man in front of him, and shook his head repeatedly, "Brother Fang has some dealings with our family. If you hadn't mentioned this, we really wouldn't have dared to associate you with that little troublemaker."

At this point, the two old people were filled with emotion, and they looked at the person in front of them with more pity. The family fell into decline overnight, and the close relatives died one after another. He was also oppressed by his uncle and outsiders. I don't know how much effort and strength he had to use to get up in such a situation.

"Will Fang Er allow you to return to Beijing?" Although he loves her, Fang Yuan is here to ask for the only girl in the Jiang family, so they have to keep him under guard. Old Master Jiang asked with a serious face.

"He doesn't know," Fang Yuan pursed his lips and said, "Grandpa Jiang, you should know that it was because I was a troublemaker when grandpa was alive. I did nothing but squander the family's money and reputation with a group of children from aristocratic families. That's why those people regarded me as someone seeking a sense of superiority and dismissed me casually.

I'm not afraid of him knowing that although he, the Bai family and the Yu family have divided up the money and connections of the eldest house, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. My grandfather had long been prepared for the appearance of thieves and transferred the property in advance. What they took was only a small part of the visible part.

The connections they can snatch away are all purely for profit. If they can’t give these people what they are satisfied with, their connections will naturally be lost, or they will be snatched away by others with greater benefits.”

"You are right. One must have a lot of skills and abilities to be worthy of connections of equal value. In the eyes of us businessmen, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests!" Old Master Jiang nodded with satisfaction. "If you are just a junior of the Fang family, I admire you very much, but the affairs of the Fang family are a bit complicated. We don't want Xia Xia, who has suffered so much, to step into the mud pit of your family."

Fang Yuan stood up and bowed respectfully to him and Old Lady Jiang. He took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over. He also took out an exquisite jewelry box from his bag: "Grandpa Jiang, Grandma Jiang, I know that any promises I make at this moment will be useless, but I am willing to use everything I have to lay a financial foundation for Xia Xia's remaining decades of prosperity and worry-free life."

Mrs. Jiang took it and handed the envelope to the old man, holding the brocade box. She first leaned over to read the letter, which began with the four big characters "Prenuptial Agreement".

Fang Yuan promised to transfer all his property to An Zhixia before marriage, and he would respect, love and cherish her after marriage, and would not let her be wronged by accommodating himself and the children. If he made an unforgivable mistake, he would leave the house with nothing, and 95% of his future earnings would be used as support for An Zhixia, and even if he passed away, An Zhixia would be the first heir.

To control a man, you must first control his wallet.

Love has a magical power that transcends everything at the beginning, but when the magic disappears, love is finally polished into family affection by the daily necessities of life. Although money cannot explain all problems, many problems cannot be solved without money.

Fang Yuan has to show the most realistic attitude!

As merchants, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but look at each other, and they already saw each other's answer.

"This agreement was filed with the Civil Affairs Bureau when Xia Xia and I got our marriage certificate, and it is legally binding," Fang Yuan explained.

Old Lady Jiang opened the brocade box in her arms. The wine-red velvet box had three layers in total, one for earrings and rings, one for bracelets, and one for necklaces and headdresses. They were all extremely valuable and exquisite jade products. The box, which was the size of two palms, weighed seven or eight kilograms!

Gold in troubled times and jade in prosperous times, these things have a broad room for appreciation in value in the future and can be more expensive than a box full of gold.

"This is the betrothal gift my grandma and mother saved for me."

Old Master Jiang took a look and asked, "How are you going to deal with Fang Er, the Bai family, and the Yu family?"

"Let's delay it in the early stages," Fang Yuan said with a chuckle, "Let them be proud for a few years. When this storm is over, it will be time for them to taste the bitter fruit."

"Young man, don't be so sure," Father Jiang frowned and said, "They were able to drag the eldest branch into the quagmire back then, so they must have had some means and schemes. If they knew you came to Kyoto, would they allow you to live a peaceful life? Don't let your current position as a team leader be taken away by others."

"Uncle Jiang, if I didn't have any support, I wouldn't have come to Kyoto openly, and I wouldn't have come to you to propose marriage before I was able to give Xia Xia happiness and a stable life." There was still a smile on his lips, and his dark eyes seemed to hide a squinting ferocious beast, lying lazily, but not allowing others to underestimate him.

"Good, young man, you have courage," Old Master Jiang praised and winked at the old woman.

Old Mrs. Jiang put down the brocade box and looked carefully at the tall and handsome young man with Jiang's mother. They were both obsessed with looks, and the more they looked, the more satisfied they were, trying to control their expressions.

"Mingming, did the grandson of the Li family just get a toy train? Take the children to have a look. By the way, bring along the two bottles of good wine and snacks that Yuanzi brought." Mother Jiang said to her son with a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)