Chapter 231 You Deserve to Live in the Basement
In this society full of human feelings, although the law has built a high wall, there is still room for loopholes.
The freedom of the elderly who cannot survive independently, like children, is in the hands of those who raise them.
If a young child has unkind parents, he or she can still hope to grow up.
After all, as long as they are alive, children will grow up sooner or later.
But paralyzed old people like Jiang Xiangyuan can only hope to die soon.
Hearing Jiang Wanxing's words, Jiang Xiangyuan was not afraid, but laughed instead.
"Wanwan, you're considered a successful person and a celebrity now. Do you dare to do this?"
Jiang Wanxing's smile became more profound.
"Who says the only way to make people feel uncomfortable is to do something illegal like fighting and killing? You didn't hit my mother, but she went crazy and died, didn't she?"
After saying that, she didn't even mention the shooting incident again, but directly called the person in charge of the nursing home to arrange for Jiang Xiangyuan to be discharged.
Seeing that she was serious, Jiang Xiangyuan could no longer hold back.
"I don't! I don't want to go out! Jiang Wanxing, get out! I don't want to see you!"
Naturally, the person in charge of the sanatorium would not listen to him.
For an elderly person living in a nursing home, no matter how rich and powerful he or she was in the past, the decision of whether to be discharged or not lies with his or her children.
Jiang Xiangyuan was forcibly discharged from the hospital.
Jiang Wanxing pushed the wheelchair himself.
Rong Shuyan said from the side: "Let me push it."
"No, I'll do it."
Jiang Wanxing refused without hesitation, "He's my own father, so of course I have to be filial to him myself!"
Jiang Xiangyuan tried hard to turn his head and look back at Jiang Wanxing.
"Are you...are you crazy? I'm telling you, if you dare...dare..."
Facing Jiang Xiangyuan's hysteria, Jiang Wanxing still smiled.
"Dad, I'm not crazy. You're the one who's crazy. If you keep yelling like that, I'll send you to a mental hospital."
A nursing home is not a quiet place.
Jiang Xiangyuan's loud shouting just now did not attract anyone's attention.
Jiang Wanxing laughed slowly.
"Dad, look, in this world, apart from your daughter, that is, me, no one cares about your life or death or your emotions."
No matter how glorious Jiang Xiangyuan was in the past, he is now just a disabled old man.
Who cares about the emotions of a disabled old man?
Jiang Wanxing pushed the wheelchair, while Rong Shuyan followed the people from the nursing home to handle the discharge agreement.
Jiang Wanxing had already paid a lot of money to the sanatorium before.
Now that she was suddenly discharged from the hospital, she had no intention of asking for a refund and even hired two young and strong male nurses in the nursing home.
The sanatorium is naturally very active.
Within ten minutes, Jiang Xiangyuan's discharge procedures were completed.
The sanatorium also sent a special car to take several people out of the hospital.
After getting in the car, Jiang Xiangyuan seemed unusually silent.
He is not a fool, he knows it very well.
Jiang Wanxing is his daughter. No matter how much trouble he makes, it is still Jiang Wanxing who has to support him.
The car drove all the way to the suburbs.
Jiang Wanxing has been living in the suburban villa where Yan Shu lived when she was still alive.
In fact, the Jiang family also has a small villa in the city center.
But that place has never been her home. It has been the home of Jiang Xiangyuan, Su Man, Jiang Yuqin and Jiang Chenxi, their family of four.
Jiang Xiangyuan was carried out of the car by two caregivers. Looking at the villa which had changed drastically, his eyes suddenly became dazed.
Then he suddenly roared.
"I don't want to live here! Jiang Wanxing, did you hear me? I don't want to live here!"
"What? Are you feeling guilty?"
Jiang Wanxing asked: "My mother recuperated here before, and finally died here."
"Get out! Get out! If I had known this from the moment you were born, I should have strangled you to death!"
"Strangle me? Too late!"
Jiang Wanxing leaned over and grabbed his collar.
"I've lived here for so long, and I haven't dreamed of my mother. I don't know if you'll ever see her again."
Two nurses pushed Jiang Xiangyuan in.
"Ms. Jiang, where should we place Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Wanxing pointed to the elevator entrance not far away and said calmly, "B1."
The two people who followed were hired by Jiang Wanxing from the private nursing home and they were very professional.
Even when he heard that Jiang Wanxing wanted to place his disabled father in the basement, there was no change in his expression.
Among these rich families...who doesn't have some conflicts?
As long as it's not too big, no one will care.
Jiang Xiangyuan couldn't believe it.
"Jiang Wanxing, I'm your father! I've raised you for so many years and never treated you unfairly, and you treat me like this? You treat me like this?!"
"Support me? Besides giving money, have you ever fulfilled your responsibilities as a father?
The only reason I allowed you to live a good life in the sanatorium was because of the money.
Since even the little money you gave me had a purpose, I can take back my kindness."
"You...you want me to live in the basement?"
"Right! Because you deserve to live in the basement! Before you met my mom, didn't you live in the basement? Without my mom, you're nothing!"
Without waiting for Jiang Xiangyuan to speak again, Jiang Wanxing immediately said to the two nurses:
"Push him away quickly! I'm getting upset just looking at him!"
So, Jiang Xiangyuan was pushed directly into the basement.
There is certainly no place for people to live in the basement.
But the space is so big that it is enough for Jiang Xiangyuan to live there.
Rong Shuyan has been very silent.
In other words, this was actually Jiang Wanxing's own family affair, which had little to do with him and there was no need for him to meddle in it.
There were only two people left in the living room at this time.
Rong Shuyan then asked, "Don't ask him anymore."
Jiang Wanxing waved his hand.
"No need, he's a stubborn person. Let's ask him later."
Jiang Xiangyuan was certain that she didn't dare to do anything to him, so how could she really tell the truth?
She's not in a hurry anyway.
She didn't believe that the person behind this would be able to assassinate her so soon after experiencing failure once.
After figuring this out, Jiang Wanxing put his arm on Rong Shuyan's shoulder and spoke with a smile.
"Brother Rong, let's go abroad and have some fun together in Southeast Asia."
Rong Shuyan thought about it.
"With the production team of your company?"
"Um."
Jiang Wanxing nodded.
"Southeast Asia is a good place. It's better to be assassinated there than to have to worry about the law after encountering it in China."
In other words, if she encountered a killer in Southeast Asia, she would resort to lynching.
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