“Big brother, big brother!”
Seeing his frail sister so excited, Jiang Kangan looked at her lovingly: "Speak slowly, what's wrong?"
"Brother! Your leg may be saved!"
Jiang Sulan's eyes sparkled. Although Jiang Kang'an had no hope in his heart, he continued to listen to her out of respect. It was not until he heard Jiang Zhiyu's name from her mouth that his face changed.
"impossible!"
Jiang Sulan was puzzled to see her usually gentle elder brother so angry: "Why? Look at this, the medicine Zhiyu prepared for me is really working. I'm getting better now..."
"That's enough! I can't possibly believe her!"
Jiang Kangan's face turned ashen, and veins bulged on his hands as he held onto the wheelchair.
Afraid of upsetting her elder brother, Jiang Sulan swallowed the words that were about to come out of her throat and stood up to say goodbye in disappointment.
Jiang Sulan was walking on the road, but she couldn't understand why they were siblings from the same mother, so their hearts seemed to be so far apart?
Even when it comes to Song Shiwei, the eldest brother can be friendly and pleasant to her. Why can't he be so nice to his own sister?
…
Jiang Kangan watched her departing back in silence. He was so angry that he sighed after a long time.
Jiang Zhiyu's character was clear to him. He didn't know how Jiang Zhiyu made Sulan forget her past grudge against her, but he would never let her continue like this!
"Ah Fu, go find Shi Weilai."
Song Shiwei half-reclining on the couch, listening to Yun Shu's reply, and then hearing that Brother Heng had fallen from Jiang Zhiyu's courtyard, his face covered in blood, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Sister and Zhiyu are really not paying attention. Brother Heng fell so badly, Grandmother must be furious."
"Not only that, the old lady also said in public that someone as vicious as the Third Miss would be divorced within a year even if she married into her husband's family."
Yun Shu chuckled, and the smile on Song Shiwei's face deepened.
"Grandma, your words are too harsh. You're so angry. My sister and Zhiyu must have been punished. I'll go check on them."
Song Shiwei was about to get up, gloating, when she saw Yun Shu hesitate to speak, looking at her awkwardly: "Miss, those two weren't punished, but the maid who served Brother Heng was punished by the Third Miss, and now she can't get out of bed."
Song Shiwei:??? She even suspected she had misheard.
"Grandmother, isn't she furious? Didn't Brother Heng fall and have his face covered in blood? How come it's Brother Heng's wife who can't get out of bed? They're both fine."
Song Shiwei's face was full of disbelief.
"I'm also puzzled. I heard from the people in the Third Miss's courtyard that the Prime Minister was vomiting non-stop and couldn't speak complete sentences. The old lady was worried about the Prime Minister and didn't bother to punish those two. She left quickly."
Song Shiwei rolled his eyes in annoyance: "I'm really lucky."
"Young lady, you're right." Yun Shu saw her lying down again and stepped forward to rub her head. "It was just a lucky break. With Brother Heng's personality, he will definitely not let this go."
Song Shiwei closed his eyes and agreed with her words.
Forget it, her patient guidance was not in vain. If they suffered a loss there, with Brother Heng's temper, he would definitely cause trouble for them again and again. With so many opportunities, is there still anything she can do?
As she was thinking, the maid in the courtyard suddenly came over and said, "Miss, Ah Fu has sent a message. The young master wants you to come over."
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