"Look, I just said a few words and you got angry. You're like a powder keg."
Jin Xue's eyelids drooped slightly, and her expression seemed to contain a hint of sarcasm.
Jiang Yu opened his thin lips slightly, his voice dull and indifferent, "You really love to cause trouble!"
Jin Xue looked at me with disdain and snorted coldly: "I never cause trouble, unless someone bullies me, then I fight back."
Jiang Yu frowned, his tone chilling, "You still think you're not wrong? How much do you complain about me?"
What did she do wrong?
Why should she be measured by Jiang Yu's standards?
With a snort, Jin Xue rolled her eyes.
Then, he stopped massaging Jiang Yu and turned him over.
"Just lie down and rest. Don't talk anymore, or you'll cough to death."
Jiang Yu pursed his thin lips and stared at Jin Xue with his hawk-like eyes.
Jin Xue ignored him, sat back on the sofa and continued writing the script.
"You don't want the necklace anymore?" Jiang Yu's voice was as cold as an ice kiln.
Jin Xue's eyes fell on the notebook, without even looking at Jiang Yu, "You don't want to give it to me, you have no sincerity at all, why should I waste my time on you."
"Oh! You are self-aware!"
Jin Xue did not respond to Jiang Yu.
For a bastard like him, just ignore him coldly from the bottom of your heart.
"You will regret ignoring me like this!" Jiang Yu's voice was hoarse and he spoke slowly, but it was full of deterrence.
I really regret ignoring you——
Jin Xue acted as if she didn't hear anything and rolled her eyes as she continued to write the script.
Jiang Yu's cold face suddenly seemed to be covered with frost, and sparks burst out in his deep eyes.
No matter what he said, Jin Xue ignored him.
…
Zhang Baoshan's complications were very serious, with a persistent high fever and a coma.
Mrs. Zhang cried until her eyes were red and swollen, and she fainted several times.
Zhang Baochan was extremely worried about her brother's condition, so she stayed in the hospital.
The stock price of Yishan Group hit the limit down, and Zhang Baochan was powerless. At the moment, no one dared to provoke Mr. Jiang.
The detailed examination results of Zhang Baoshan came out, and the director asked Zhang Baochan to come for a talk.
"Mrs. Jiang, Mr. Zhang's condition is very bad. His lung infection is too serious!"
The director looked solemn and serious, and Zhang Baochan instantly had a bad feeling.
"My brother's life is in danger?"
The director nodded solemnly, "We have to do a lung transplant as soon as possible."
"Is there no other way?" Zhang Baochan trembled unconsciously, feeling angry and helpless. Her face was filled with mixed emotions.
"The only hope of survival is a lung transplant. Mrs. Jiang, you must be mentally prepared."
“…”
"Mrs. Zhang is in a very bad mood and may not be able to bear the shock. Mrs. Jiang, do you think we should tell her about her condition or you should tell her?"
Zhang Baochan's fists were clenched, the knuckles faintly white, and her face was dark. "I'll tell her to ask the director to arrange a lung transplant and keep a close eye on the lung donation situation."
The director's expression was still very serious. "Okay, I'll arrange it!"
…
Zhang Baochan would not be defeated.
She would not just sit there and watch Yishan Group go bankrupt.
She would not watch her brother die.
In the evening, after returning to Beverly Hills, Zhang Baochan changed into plain clothes.
Then she went to the old man's study and knelt down in front of him.
"Dad, it's my fault for not teaching my younger brother well. I've always favored him, causing him to become lawless and lose his sense of propriety. Baoshan has ended up in such a big trouble, and it has hurt the relationship between our two families. It's all my fault. Please punish me."
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