Sure enough, Jiang Mingyuan, who was standing on the stairs, stopped in his tracks, his face growing increasingly gloomy.
The secretary tried to persuade him, but he stopped her with his hand.
He wanted to hear what his two daughters had to say!
“Sister,” Jiang Can said slowly, “don’t you know why I got married? If it weren’t for Dad’s favoritism and love for you, I would have been the one who got married.”
"It's inappropriate to discuss family matters at the company. I think you should stop here."
As Jiang Can was about to walk around her and enter the elevator, Jiang Yao rushed forward in a flash.
"What, you're too scared to argue with me now?" she said, acting completely unreasonable. "Where's your skill? Where's your silver tongue? Ha, now you're too scared to talk? You little bitch, who are you trying to fool with your act of weakness!"
Jiang Can was just waiting for her to start making trouble!
She glanced at her sideways and suddenly sneered, "Sister, what skills do I have? Dad favors you and will hand over the entire group to you in the future. I'm just doing odd jobs for you and paving the way for your future."
"That sounds nice! Who knows what kind of tricks you're up to?"
"I am truly here to serve my sister."
The more Jiang Yao pressed on, the more Jiang Can retreated to advance, saying, "I'm nothing in the Jiang family. You, sister, are the only heir. I dare not compete with you!"
"Who said she's the sole heir of the Jiang family?"
The roar pierced through the hall like a sharp arrow, and everyone stared blankly in the direction from which the sound came.
Jiang Mingyuan's face was even heavier than his steps. He went down to the last step, glared at Jiang Yao in anger at her lack of ambition, and then stood next to Jiang Can.
“Can Can.” His voice was deep. “You must remember that you also have the surname Jiang, and you are also my daughter, Jiang Mingyuan.”
Jiang Can remained silent, while Jiang Yao, standing to the side, immediately glared angrily.
"dad!"
“Dad,” Jiang Can said calmly, “I’ve never thought about competing for anything, nor would I dare to compete with my sister. I know you have high hopes for her…”
"With her like this?" Jiang Mingyuan was furious. "She can't keep her temper in the face of trouble, she makes a scene regardless of the occasion, she has no manners whatsoever as a lady of high society! She's far from being qualified to be the heir!"
“Dad, you…” Jiang Yao stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Standing next to Jiang Mingyuan, Jiang Can looked calm with a faint smile on her lips.
It's a perfect picture of a loving father and a filial daughter!
Jiang Yao was furious and, disregarding everything, raised her hand to strike, but Jiang Can made no attempt to dodge.
However, before the slap could land, Jiang Mingyuan grabbed his wrist tightly!
"dad!"
"Have you made enough of a scene?" Jiang Mingyuan asked angrily.
"Dad, look closely! This little bitch dares to sow discord between us right in front of me!"
"Jiang Yao!" Jiang Mingyuan roared, "Who are you calling a 'bitch'? Can Can is your own sister, how can you talk about her like that? Do you even respect me as your father?"
"you……"
Jiang Yao couldn't believe that this was the father who had cherished her like a precious jewel since she was a child.
Jiang Mingyuan wasn't like this before!
She was once the only princess of the Jiang family...
Jiang Yao bit her lip, her eyes slightly red, and glared at him angrily, "Dad, you're so biased towards her, who is your real daughter anyway!"
"Do you think your father is so blind that he can't even recognize his own children?" Jiang Mingyuan sneered. "You two are both my daughters! If you dare to talk like that again, I'll break your legs!"
Jiang Yao took two steps back, trembling with anger.
Jiang Can gave a cold laugh, "Dad, don't be angry. My sister didn't mean it. Besides, she's always treated me like this since we were little. I'm used to it."
"you……"
“Sister,” Jiang Can stepped forward, “We all share the same surname, Jiang, and are from the same family. We share the same fate. Your embarrassment is a embarrassment to Dad. If you want to lose your temper with me next time, find a place where no one is around. You can hit me or yell at me as you please, just don’t do it in front of so many people and embarrass Dad!”
Jiang Yao stared at her, her face pale.
Jiang Can's words hit the nail on the head, and even if Jiang Yao was stupid, she wouldn't dare to lash out at this moment.
"Ha, I never expected that my sister, who usually pretends to be indifferent to worldly affairs, would be so ruthless when she starts to fight!"
Jiang Can's expression was cold as she spoke, each word distinct and deliberate: "I just want to work well with my sister."
Jiang Yao snorted and turned to leave.
As Jiang Can watched her retreating figure, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jiang Mingyuan's smug expression.
A sudden sadness welled up in her heart.
In reality, she and Jiang Yao were just pawns to be manipulated, so what was the point of winning or losing?
“Dad,” she said softly, “I’m going back to my office now.”
"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan smiled. "Can Can, Dad was right about you! Work hard, and you'll definitely have a place in the Jiang family business in the future."
Jiang Can curled her lips into a smile, her expression nonchalant, but a hint of hatred suddenly appeared in her gaze as she looked at Jiang Mingyuan.
She was a little down when she got home that evening.
Huo Zhixing was humming a song while wiping the floor. When he saw her return, a big smile spread across his face.
"Honey, how's my work going?"
He showed her the fruits of his labor that afternoon.
Jiang Can looked around and felt a bit overwhelmed.
This guy is really not cut out for housework; he scrubbed the floor until it looked like a cat with a dirty face, with water stains scattered everywhere.
The clothes on the balcony have all been brought in, but rather than being "folded," they were arranged in a rather aesthetically pleasing way.
The things in the room were not arranged the way they were originally.
Something seemed to be cooking in the kitchen.
Huo Zhixing rushed in excitedly and brought out the pot and bowls. Jiang Can saw that it was tomato and minced meat noodles again.
In the six months since we got married, he hasn't cooked many dishes, but tomato noodles are a staple.
She smiled wryly, seeing his sweaty yet enthusiastic appearance, but her heart was filled with sweetness. She hooked her arms around his neck, snuggling into his embrace affectionately, smelling the cooking oil clung to him, her heart filled with happiness and peace.
"Husband," she said softly, "I remember when we first got married, you couldn't do anything. I had to wait on you to eat and drink after I came home from work."
Huo Zhixing laughed too, "Were you particularly annoyed with me back then?"
"Yes!" Jiang Can punched him with her small hand, "I wish I could strangle you!"
"And now? Have I made great progress?"
"Well... at least I can cook a meal now, even though my skills aren't great."
"What are you saying!" Huo Zhixing glared immediately, took off his apron, and looked indignant. "I've worked so hard on my secret recipe for braised noodles, and you look down on me! I have to get my revenge today!"
Jiang Can laughed heartily, ladled out a bowl of noodles, and obediently ate it in big mouthfuls.
"Eat more." Huo Zhixing said with a doting expression, "You still have important things to do after you've eaten your fill!"
Jiang Can almost choked.
She put down her chopsticks, her heart pounding... The important thing this man was talking about, besides that... was nothing else.
It turns out he fed her the noodles first, and then...
She fed him again?
Jiang Can's face flushed red all the way to her ears.
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