The old man was angry. The manager of Beverly Hills not only had cold sweat in his palms, but also had fine beads of cold sweat oozing from his forehead.
Jin Xue pushed Jiang Yu over and prepared to burn incense for the old lady.
No one dared to gossip anymore, and no servant dared to ignore Jin Xue anymore.
The relatives of the Jiang family also lowered their eyes slightly and pursed their lips.
The manager of Beverly Hills immediately pulled Xiang Fu away and pushed her to a place where she could not be seen by relatives and the young lady.
No one hit Xiang Fu's face, but it was burning with pain, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a sharp knife.
Xiang Fu's face looked very ugly. She glared at Jin Xue resentfully. At the same time, her hands trembled unconsciously.
Zhang Baochan stood beside Jiang Heng with an expressionless face, as if nothing had happened, and he didn't even give Xiang Fu a look of pity.
She gave Xiang Fu a chance, but she couldn't seize it, so it's not her fault.
If she angered the old man, Xiang Fu would have to bear the consequences herself.
If Xiang Fu was smart, she would find a way to stand up and squeeze out Jin Xue to take the position.
If she can't do this, Xiang Fu is not worthy of being the young lady of the Jiang family, and she will look down on her.
…
Back in the car, Jiang Yu received a call from Wang Xie.
"Jin Yuntian passed away early this morning. I heard that your wife was kicked out by the Jin family."
The cold and hard lines on Jiang Yu's face softened a little, and his eyes, as deep as ink, also became gentler as he looked at Jin Xue, who was sitting next to him without saying a word and without any expression.
"What's the situation now?"
"I'm the witness lawyer of Jin Yuntian's will. I want to meet with her later. She's going to the Jin Group. Until now, I haven't been able to contact her."
"She's here with me, I'll tell her."
"This matter is quite tricky, you handle it yourself! I have something to do now, I'll go and do my business first." After saying that, Wang Xie hung up the phone.
Jiang Yu looked at Jin Xue quietly, without even blinking, her eyes seemed empty.
Jiang Yu asked Yang Xun for his hand, and Yang Xun gave him the most expensive new mobile phone.
Then, Jiang Yu gave the new phone to Jin Xue.
"Use it first, and then change it if you don't like it."
Jin Xue glanced at Jiang Yu and said sarcastically, "My acting skills have conquered you. Is this a reward for me?"
Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, a strange emotion flashing across his face, "Your father passed away, why didn't you tell me?"
Jin Xue sneered, "You want to play the role of a good son-in-law? Do you think I need your pity? There is bad news, it's time for you to know, I am not Jin Yuntian's biological daughter. You made a wrong calculation, now, do you regret marrying me?"
Jiang Yu's pupils shrank, and his handsome face was as if he was walking on thin ice. "Jin Xue, you think too highly of yourself! If you were not my, Jiang Yu's, wife, would they care about you? If you were not my, Jiang Yu's wife, you are nothing. They would not even bother to do anything to you. Your value is given by me!"
Jin Xue's expression was filled with sarcasm, and she said coldly, "So, I should thank you for raising my status, for making everyone look up to me!"
Jiang Yu's deep voice concealed a simmering anger. "I'll have Yang Kai take you to the Jin Group. The lawyer wants to see you."
Jin Xue said nothing and looked out the window.
Unconsciously, her eyes became moist.
…
After arranging for someone to handle Jin Yuntian's funeral, Mo Xiaoyan hurriedly left the hospital and went to the Jin Group.
She searched Jin Yuntian's office but couldn't find the official seal.
I searched everywhere at home and in the hotel, but couldn't find the official seal.
Mo Xiaoyan hurriedly called Chen Minghui.
"Could the official seal be with Jin Xue? What should we do?"
Chen Minghui frowned, "Without the official seal, it will be very disadvantageous to us. I can't control the group privately."
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