Chapter 449 Targeting
They originally thought that by asking Jiang Xu to resolve the issues at the Song family mansion, they would be able to obtain the white porcelain and enjoy endless wealth and glory for several lifetimes.
Who would have thought that such a shocking secret would be uncovered.
At the beginning, those porcelains were actually made from ashes.
What will happen to the Song family's reputation? How will they conduct business in the future?
And the four million...
When Mrs. Song thought of the money that was wasted and the future that was as dark as her face, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
This time, I really fainted.
…
The other side.
Jiang Xu released Song Jiarong from the bead.
Lin Qing looked at her blankly.
Song Jiarong looked at her gently: "Your eyes are exactly the same as your grandmother's when she was young."
That's why the old servant recognized her identity at a glance. No matter what, you have to follow her in.
Lin Qing opened his mouth: "Do you want to see my grandma?"
Song Jiarong nodded quickly and looked at Jiang Xu.
Jiang Xu reached out and tapped him with understanding.
"I sealed the Yin energy in you, so it won't affect her."
After confirming that there was no impact, Song Jiarong followed Lin Qing into the suite.
"The old lady just fell asleep."
"No problem."
Song Jiarong floated into the bedroom.
The old man on the bed was thin and his hair was gray, but he still maintained an elegant temperament.
"Grandma has been in a coma. The doctor said she may wake up soon..." Lin Qing explained softly.
Song Jiarong smiled and stared at her quietly: "It doesn't matter. Being able to look at her quietly like this is enough."
At this moment, Guan Jingshu on the bed seemed to have sensed something and suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze falling directly on Song Jiarong beside Lin Qing.
She shuddered all over and tears instantly filled her eyes.
What happened to her? She actually saw...
She stretched out her hand, but pulled it back in mid-air.
"Master...is that you? Are you here to see me?"
"It's me, I'm Song Jiarong." Song Jiarong couldn't help but step forward and slowly held her hand.
Feeling the weight in her hand, Guan Jingshu struggled to sit up and looked at Song Jiarong without blinking.
"Master, it's really you! You..."
"You're still willing to come see me? A woman who once betrayed you."
There was unspeakable sadness in her voice.
"No, I don't. I don't hate you."
How could I hate you.
Song Jiarong whispered the story of the Song residence to her.
Guan Jingshu suddenly realized, she reached out and touched his cheek.
"No wonder, you are still so young, and I am already an old woman."
"Does it hurt?"
Song Jiarong shook his head and said softly, "It doesn't hurt."
"Nonsense, it must be very painful." Guan Jingshu held his hand, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be held back. "So many years, so many years..."
Lin Qing quietly turned around and left, leaving space for the two people who had finally met again.
As soon as she left, she heard a domineering shout from outside the door:
“Get out of the way!”
"How dare you guys stop me!"
A figure rushed in. He was in his twenties, with an arrogant look on his face, his chin raised high, and he looked around condescendingly.
The moment he saw Jiang Xu clearly, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Although she had seen the leader of Xuanqing Sect in the video a long time ago, at this moment, he was just casually wearing a green robe and sitting there lazily, but he had an extraordinary temperament.
When he saw her, he only raised his eyelids slightly, then lowered his eyes again, as if in her eyes, he was just an insignificant passerby.
She is obviously only in her twenties!
You know, in the Xuanmen, many people would respectfully call Xie Xueyi "Senior Sister" when they see her!
This feeling of being completely ignored made Xie Xueyi feel furious.
"You are Jiang Xu!"
"Is this how the dignified leader of Xuanqing Sect behaves?"
Jiang Xu:?
Jiang Yue:?
No, where did this idiot come from? He just spews shit right out of his mouth.
Jiang Xu slowly raised his head, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
Seeing her finally raise her eyes to look at her, Xie Xueyi raised her chin and sneered: "The Xuan Sect is committed to exorcising demons, defending morality, and upholding justice. But the dignified head of the Xuanqing Sect actually condoned the White Porcelain Ghost to harm innocent people!"
Jiang Xu: What a big hat! No wonder my head feels so heavy.
Xie Xueyi sneered, looked around, and finally her eyes fell on Jiang Xu. She questioned word by word, "How dare you say that you didn't deliberately keep that resentment and deliberately cause Mrs. Song to fall down the stairs!"
She spoke in a resounding voice, staring at Jiang Xu intently.
"Yes, I did it on purpose." Jiang Xu said calmly.
Xie Xueyi: “!”
Xie Xueyi choked, and the question she had prepared was stuck in her throat. She looked at her in disbelief.
She actually dared to admit it!
Jiang Xu asked back, "But, was it me who asked her to steal other people's things?"
Lin Qing also laughed.
"That's right! Everyone knows how this white porcelain came about. It already carries a bit of resentment. I thought anyone with a bit of common sense would stay away from it."
"Who knew there were people who were so obsessed with money?"
"And they actually asked you to come and fight for justice?"
"What do you call this? A thief breaks his leg while stealing something, and then turns around and sues the owner?"
The onlookers nodded and pointed at Xie Xueyi.
[Who is this person? Is he mentally ill?]
[Does the Song family have the right to steal things? ]
[The one who keeps talking about Xuanmen, could he be a dog hired by the Song family? ]
[Does the Song family still have any shame? Block them, completely block them!]
【Never buy anything from them again! 】
Just as he was catching his breath, he saw Song Jiande in such a sudden disaster:???!!!!!!
He jumped up and roared.
No, who are you, big sister?!
Who called you!
Please don’t mess with us!
Are you trying to kill me?!
Xie Xueyi's face suddenly turned pale and blue. "You're just making up stories. Even if it's to prevent theft, there's no need for such cruel means!"
She turned to the crowd, "Don't be fooled by her! If she can sit back and watch Mrs. Song get disabled today, she could watch your families destroyed tomorrow!"
Everyone:……
Everyone looked at each other.
"Who is this person? All he says is targeting Master Jiang."
"Why are you cursing my family to pieces? Do Taoist priests talk like that? Should I call the police?"
"What's this guy doing all this chattering? Do you have any egg collars? If not, I need to go back and cook for my grandson."
Xie Xueyi:?!
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