Jiang Xun pursed his lips, his face cold, and stared at Guan Jie fiercely.
Guan Jie raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and spoke slowly with a bit of coldness in his voice: "Boss Jiang only gives you one day to consider. Boss Jiang also knows that you are looking for Chu Jiao. If you can't find her, you lose!"
“…”
"If your son knew his father was a hypocrite, what would he think?"
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"Boss Jiang asked me to tell you that if you don't want to trade, Boss Jiang will call the police."
“…”
Jiang Xun didn't say anything, but his body suddenly stiffened, and a brief emotional fluctuation flashed across his dark eyes.
He is not afraid of his wife, he is worried about his son.
It was obvious that Jiang Yu had grasped his weak spot.
This was a difficult decision. Jiang Xun was still a little conflicted. He did not express his opinion immediately but closed his eyes and pondered.
Guan Jie also fell silent, staring at Jiang Xun with his deep and calm eyes. He could wait slowly.
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Zhang Baochan did not give up. He cooked soup and porridge, and took Jiang Yun to the hospital to see the old man.
Although the old man doesn't like her and her son, she has to get to know him and maintain a good relationship with him. She can only breathe a sigh of relief if the old man is dying. Otherwise, she will never dare to relax and will continue to live in various calculations every day.
On the surface, Zhang Baochan is a considerate and sensible daughter-in-law. She also deliberately let the media see that she and her son care about the old man very much. They come to the hospital to accompany him every day. They are extremely filial and have no other thoughts.
At the very least, they, mother and son, must gain favorable reviews from the media so that they can stand at the highest point in the war of public opinion.
It would be best if Jin Xue didn't come to the hospital again, otherwise she would be insulted by the media and netizens.
When she opened the door and saw two bodyguards sitting in the old man's ward, Zhang Baochan's pupils shrank slightly, but she remained calm and did not reveal her true emotions.
"Dad, I brought you chicken soup and fish porridge. I see you look much better. The sun is shining brightly today. How about after you finish your soup, I'll push you out to get some sun?"
Zhang Baochan's voice was very gentle, and she looked very virtuous, but the old man stared at her coldly, "Who are you?"
Suddenly, Zhang Baochan frowned and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
Has the old man forgotten her again?
It seems that the old man is seriously ill!
Hiding the turmoil in his heart, Zhang Baochan patiently said, "Dad, I'm your daughter-in-law, Baochan! The young man with the cane is my son Jiang Yun, and also your grandson."
The old man blinked, as if he didn't understand, and just looked at the nurse in the ward.
This girl was brought in by Jiang Yu, and the old man was willing to listen to her.
Tang Jing adjusted the old man's sitting position and put a pillow under him, then whispered, "She's right."
The old man pouted and stared at Zhang Baochan without blinking.
Zhang Baochan filled a bowl of chicken soup, sat down in front of the bed and fed it to the old man.
Suddenly, the old man flicked his hand and poured the whole bowl of chicken soup onto Zhang Baochan's face and body.
Although the bowl of chicken soup was no longer hot, Zhang Baochan was still frightened and jumped up immediately.
The old man snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored Zhang Baochan. Moreover, the old man still had an innocent expression.
Zhang Baochan's anger was rising and she couldn't contain it, but she still tried her best to endure it.
After his eyes changed slightly, Zhang Baochan quickly regained his composure and felt sorry for the old man as if nothing had happened.
"Dad, if you don't want to drink chicken soup, just tell me directly from now on, okay? Your quilt is wet, I'll change it for you a new one."
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