Chapter 72 Interest
Jiang Songyan was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.
The hand he used to hit the person was trembling slightly, as if he was shocked by his own brutal behavior, but his identity did not allow him to show any fear.
He glared at Aunt Zhang lying on the ground with a fierce look on his face, then suddenly turned to Jiang Qingning and roared, "Jiang Qingning, keep a close eye on your dog. If it dares to bark again, I'll kill you!"
His words stopped abruptly.
A bone-chilling cold gaze instantly gripped him.
Jiang Qingning stood there, his eyes fixed on Jiang Songyan's hand that had just committed the crime.
All expressions disappeared from that clear and detached face, leaving only an extreme, bone-chilling calmness.
But the murderous intent released from those eyes was firmly fixed on Jiang Songyan, making all the harsh words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.
The pawnshop was eerily silent, with only the sound of Aunt Zhang's painful gasps, like an old bellows, faintly tearing at the stagnant air.
"Miss, I'm fine. I just can't bear to see you suffer any more!"
Nanny Zhang wailed sadly, her tears mixed with the blood flowing from her forehead, making her face look particularly terrifying.
Zi Su hurriedly took out a clean cotton handkerchief and pressed down Aunt Zhang's forehead.
She hurriedly shouted to Shopkeeper Liu, "What are you standing there for? Send someone to find a doctor! If it's too late, something might happen to Aunt Zhang. Can you afford it?"
Shopkeeper Liu came to his senses and hurried out the door, ordering the waiter to rush and call a doctor.
Jiang Qingning raised his hand and touched the green-glazed hand-pressed cup. The glaze was as bright and smooth as jade, and the cup wall was thick and solid. It was a utensil commonly used on the pawnshop counter.
Her hand firmly grasped the body of the green-glazed cup, and then Jiang Qingning raised it high without any hesitation.
Jiang Qingning used all his strength to throw himself hard towards the ground between Jiang Baizhou and Jiang Songyan.
“Bang—!!!”
The hard green-glazed cup shattered into pieces in an instant, and sharp porcelain pieces flashing with cold light flew in all directions.
The porcelain pieces hit the corners of Jiang Baizhou and Jiang Songyan's robes and boots, and a few pieces even brushed against their cheeks, leaving tiny bloodstains.
"Jiang Qingning, what are you doing!"
"Jiang Qingning, do you want to disobey your elders?"
The two men were frightened out of their wits by the sudden loud noise and flying debris. They both let out a short scream and staggered back several steps.
Their backs slammed hard against the chairs, barely able to keep their balance. The color drained from their faces, leaving only boundless terror.
The flying porcelain fragments even hit Manager Liu's feet, frightening him so much that he screamed "Oh my God!" and squatted down with his head in his hands, not daring to look up again.
The ground was in a mess.
The tea mixed with Aunt Zhang's blood meandered on the cold and rough blue brick floor, and was diluted by the splashing tea.
"What do I want to do? I'm disobeying my elders. What you do should be done in a way that is not in line with the elders.
I'm afraid even the Jiang family's ancestors would be so angry that they would come back to life if they saw you selling off your property and beating and scolding your loyal servants, right?"
The ground in front of Jiang Baizhou and Jiang Songyan was covered with blue-white porcelain tiles of various sizes, flashing a chilling light under the faint light slanting in from the high windows.
"Jiang Qingning, you are so outrageous!"
Jiang Baizhou blinked frantically, trying to make himself less timid.
He mustered up the courage to yell at Jiang Qingning, as if he wanted to punish her according to the family rules.
"That's right, brother taught you to treat your elders in this way?
You used to be a polite and filial child, but now you are so disobedient to your elders, so disloyal and unfilial!"
When Jiang Songyan saw Jiang Baizhou like this, he immediately stepped forward and started scolding him.
Without giving Jiang Qingning any chance to refute, she was completely branded as unfaithful and unfilial.
"If you still respect us as your elders, then return the family property in your hands. You took a lot of dowry from the Jiang family back then. Without this money, how would you get the money to do business?"
"That's right, hand it over now, or we'll sue you in court and completely ruin your reputation!"
Jiang Baizhou and Jiang Songyan sang the same tune, wishing they could convict her completely.
Jiang Qingning scoffed and looked at them coldly, "Family property? Are you referring to the Jiang family property that I just bought from you, signed and sealed, legitimately?"
Jiang Baizhou retorted angrily: "You know very well that this is not what we are talking about, Jiang Qingning, don't force us to use family rules!"
"Then come on!"
Jiang Qingning stood in the midst of the mess and cold light, and retorted sharply.
Her gaze was like a sharp blade, sweeping across Jiang Songyan's face, which was still terrified and pale, and finally stopped at his murderous hand.
Her voice rang out, every word crystal clear, penetrating into the ears of everyone present, with a calm madness.
"If you dare touch me or my people again, I'll use your lives to pay for it, piece by piece."
The words fell, and there was no echo.
Jiang Baizhou and Jiang Songyan felt a chill on their backs, and the last trace of color on their faces faded, leaving only the paleness of surviving a disaster and the fear that penetrated deep into their bones.
"Others may not know, but you must know that all my dowry was left to my mother by my maternal grandparents.
Back then, my Ten Miles of Red Makeup was all from the silver and money of my maternal grandfather, the Xiao family. The Jiang family never contributed a cent."
"Don't forget, the head of the Jiang family was my father, and all of you relied on your eldest brother for support.
What kind of family fortune can a person who does not work and spends all day gambling, who offends the powerful and then pushes his niece out of the house, have? "
"I can buy these shops and paddy fields for 20,000 taels. I can't bear to see the Jiang family's last ancestral heritage, the things my father and brothers fought so hard to protect, fall into the hands of others. Apart from that, it has nothing to do with you anymore!"
Jiang Qingning sneered, causing the two of them to stiffen their backs and almost collapse to the ground.
"Manager Liu, take out the banknotes and give them to them. These two just contradicted me. Deduct two thousand taels for Madam Zhang's medical expenses."
Zi Su hugged Aunt Zhang tightly, tears streaming down her face silently.
She bit her lower lip hard to prevent any sobbing from escaping, for fear of startling the person in her arms.
The wound on Aunt Zhang's forehead was still oozing blood, the white cotton handkerchief was stained red, and blood mixed with tears flowed down.
Her cloudy eyes stared at the two men, and the deep hatred supported her, so that she didn't even let out a cry of pain.
"Yes, sir!"
Shopkeeper Liu crawled to his feet, opened the brocade box beside him, counted out 18,000 taels and handed them to them.
"Hold on, you two, as we leave this door, what to say and what not to say, I'm sure you two know it well.
The Shangguan Dong family has traveled all over the world and knows many heroes in the martial arts world. Be careful if you let something slip and end up killing everyone in your family."
What Manager Liu said was really terrifying. Jiang Baizhou quickly took the money and looked at Jiang Songyan together, with evil ideas flashing in his eyes.
There was a flash of sarcasm in Jiang Qingning's eyes, and he could see through the two people's intentions.
She pulled the corner of her lips and said indifferently:
"Get out of here, or I'll kill you."
Jiang Baizhou and Jiang Songyan looked at each other unwillingly, but they were afraid that the warriors outside the door would rush in, so they had to give up and escaped in a panic with the silver and money.
The room fell silent again.
Jiang Qingning sighed softly, turned around and squatted beside Aunt Zhang, looking at the handkerchief soaked in blood, his eyes full of sadness.
"Mammy, why are you doing this? I have my own way of dealing with them. Look, isn't this the interest I received first?"
Jiang Qingning shook the land deed in his hand.
Aunt Zhang said sadly, "Miss, I will not allow you to be humiliated!"
"I know Mammy loves me, but if something happens to Mammy, how can Qingning rest in peace for the rest of her life?"
Jiang Qingning's eyes were red and she murmured softly.
The servant rushed in with the doctor, shouting as he ran, "The doctor is coming! The doctor is coming!"
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