Chapter 50 A nanny's daughter is not worthy of marrying me.
Lu Wenchang stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said, "That's what I wanted to talk about."
"You are not allowed to enter the company."
Jiang Yimian frowned. "Why?"
Lu Wenchang looked down at her and said, "Everyone knows Wanwan's design style. The moment you appear, everyone will suspect Wanwan. Do you want to put her on the hot seat?"
Jiang Yimian stood up, suppressing her emotions, "You know what will happen if this gets exposed. You still agreed to let her steal my design to enter the competition."
"I've been her source material for so many years, am I supposed to keep providing it to her? Am I supposed to spend my whole life hiding in the shadows and watching all the honors that should be mine fall on her head?"
Jiang Yimian spoke each word resolutely, her emotions remarkably calm.
Lu Wenchang's face flushed red, "You..."
“The deed is done, can’t you back down a little? If this gets out, your sister’s reputation will be ruined, her career will be over, and the Jiang family will suffer as a result.”
Jiang Yimian sneered: "What does it matter to me whether her reputation is bad or not? You know how much I hate her."
"You want me to watch her get better? Dream on."
Lu Wenchang's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to strike, but Jiang Yimian anticipated his movement and dodged. Lu Wenchang used a lot of force, but missed, and his body swayed.
"You brat, you dare to dodge?" he said, preparing to hit again.
Jiang Yimian: "Have you thought this through? If you slap someone like that, Bo Jinzhou will see it, and the paparazzi staking out outside will see it too."
"If you don't want things to escalate, then keep fighting."
Lu Wenchang calmed down, his hand raised in mid-air, and finally slammed his fist on the table. "Jiang Yimian, I think you've gone mad."
Jiang Yimian looked at him, her eyes filled with growing disappointment. The middle-aged man in front of her had the same face as her father from her childhood memories, but their personalities were completely different.
Lu Wenchang used to be gentle and known for loving his wife and daughter, but as soon as his mother died, he promoted Su Hui to a higher position. All those years of being a loving husband and daughter were an act, an act for her and Jiang Hua to see, and even more so for the public to see.
Lu Wenchang is a master of acting.
After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse: "Dad, I still can't understand why you value Lu Yiwan so much."
“I am your biological daughter. Even if you like Su Hui, you wouldn’t abandon your own daughter like me and let outsiders like Su Hui and Lu Yiwan humiliate me.”
"Am I not your daughter? Or is Lu Yiwan your daughter?"
Lu Wenchang was extremely angry. "What nonsense are you talking about? If you were as well-behaved as Wanwan, would I be like this?"
"If you were half as well-behaved and sensible as Wanwan, I would love you just as much."
Jiang Yimian found it laughable; he could only fool himself with those words.
Her eyes were resolute. "I must get into the company."
“If you deliberately have someone obstruct you, I will absolutely not let this go.”
*
Downstairs, Bo Jinzhou had drunk quite a bit. He leaned back on the sofa, his posture languid, his face indifferent, his eyelids drooping, and his expression nonchalant, seemingly lost in thought. A cigarette was held between his well-defined fingers. He took a drag, and white smoke billowed out, obscuring half of his handsome face.
Lu Yiwan walked over shyly with a bowl of hangover soup in her hand and sat down next to him. "Ah Jin, I made this hangover soup myself. Drink some, it will make your head feel better."
Bo Jinzhou ignored him and just played with his lighter.
Lu Yiwan bit her lip and sat closer. "Ah Jin... don't push yourself. You need to take responsibility for your health."
Su Hui watched the two of them with a smile, as if they were a couple. "Yes, this is Wanwan's heartfelt wish. Ajin, don't let Wanwan's good intentions go to waste."
Lu Yiwan blushed and lowered her head.
Bo Jinzhou seemed to be getting impatient with the noise. He turned off his lighter and looked up to meet Jiang Yimian's gaze on the stairs.
He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up, leaning on the sofa for support.
Lu Yiwan also looked over, and Jiang Yimian had already come down and was looking at the two of them.
"Mianmian, don't misunderstand, I just wanted to..."
“I know,” Jiang Yimian interrupted coldly, “you were just kindly bringing him hangover soup, so kind that you wanted to lean into his arms and feed him.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Yiwan's face turned pale. "I...I didn't. Mianmian, don't slander me."
Su Hui had long been unable to contain her anger and shielded Lu Yiwan behind her. "Jiang Yimian, watch your mouth! A Jin was supposed to marry our Wanwan. It was you who interfered and shamelessly seduced your sister's fiancé."
Bo Jinzhou staggered up to Jiang Yimian and said, "Jiang Yimian, her breath stinks. I feel like throwing up."
Jiang Yimian kept a cold face and held his body with both hands to prevent him from getting closer. "If you want to vomit, vomit on her, don't come near me."
Bo Jinzhou's eyes were tinged with drunkenness, and his cold expression softened. "She doesn't deserve it. Only you are qualified to hold you."
He couldn't even speak clearly, and Jiang Yimian frowned, extremely annoyed. To make matters worse, he was drunk at this moment, leaving her to fight the controversy he caused all by herself.
Bo Jinzhou gripped her shoulders with both hands, turned to look at Su Hui who was protecting her like a chick, his eyes as cold as blades, "Su Hui, you can donate your tongue if you don't need it."
“A nanny’s daughter is not worthy of marrying me.”
Lu Yiwan's hand holding the bowl was trembling, her pupils widened. Bo Jinzhou had always been a very well-mannered young nobleman, yet he actually addressed his elder by his first name.
This shows that he never took her and Su Hui seriously at all.
There would be no such thing as respect.
Once Jiang Yimian felt better, she was happy to support him.
Bo Jinzhou was tall, and she could only wrap her arms around his waist. Because of the height difference, her head rested on his chest, and Bo Jinzhou's chin rested on the top of her head. The way the two of them leaned on each other looked exceptionally well-matched, dazzling Lu Yiwan's eyes.
Bo Jinzhou's lips curled up. This girl is really opportunistic and fickle.
After the two left the Jiang residence, Su Hui slumped onto the sofa. Bo Jinzhou completely ignored her, focusing all his attention on protecting that little bitch Jiang Yimian.
Lu Wenchang had witnessed the entire scene. Upon seeing Lu Wenchang, Su Hui cried as if she had found her pillar of support.
“Husband, those two have always humiliated me by saying I rose from being a nanny. If Jiang Hua hadn’t interfered, I would have been your original wife. How could I have fallen to the point where everyone can step on me?”
"Dad, Mom has really suffered a lot of injustice."
The mother and daughter cried in front of him, and his irritation deepened, but his eyes showed more dissatisfaction with Jiang Yimian.
Lu Wenchang changed his clothes and went out.
Lu Yiwan hugged Su Hui, "Mom, don't worry, one day I will beat Jiang Yimian. What you can do, I can do too."
"My dear daughter, Mom believes in you."
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