"Do you really think Jiang Xu can handle projects independently?"
Jiang Xu's mother gracefully put down her teacup, a cold smile playing on her lips.
"Hmph, say what you will! Jiang Xu said that Jing Min has already assigned him to work on a big project,"
"If this works out, I'll be the second-in-command at Boyifang!"
"Don't say I didn't warn you,"
"When Jinghuan can no longer make a living, he'll have to beg Jiang Xu for help!"
Jing Huan's mother was trembling with anger and was about to get up when Ning Zhi pulled her back.
Her eyes were timid, and she bit her lip, still not daring to speak.
Jiang Xu's mother glanced at Ning Zhi, her eyes full of disdain.
As she spoke, she gently adjusted the hem of her skirt.
"What's your son thinking, marrying such a timid and submissive wife?"
"Unlike Jiang Xu, who is so charming that countless socialites are lining up to choose him!"
Jing Huan's mother forcefully pulled her hand away from Ning Zhi's, her eyes wide with anger, her voice trembling with rage, and she spat.
"Pah! What socialite? You're probably just a socialite from some club's training program, aren't you?"
At this point, things have gone beyond just arguing.
At one point, some people noticed the commotion and stepped in to intervene, offering words of comfort and support.
But when she heard Jinghuan's mother mention something about "socialites from training classes"...
Their faces showed shock.
What is it?
Ultimately, they were just some low-level characters. Someone cautiously glanced in the direction of the old lady.
The living room is large, and the sofas are not placed too close together.
She seemed completely unconcerned, quietly sipping her tea.
Some people breathed a sigh of relief.
The old lady probably doesn't surf the internet regularly and wouldn't know what it means.
But Jiang Xu's mother was furious after hearing this and was about to explode.
A woman in a light blue cheongsam quickly pulled her aside and whispered:
"Oh, don't be angry! We're all family, why ruin our harmony over such a small thing?"
Her face wore a fawning smile, but her eyes darted back and forth between the two men.
They seemed to be watching the spectacle.
The other women also seemed to be offering words of comfort.
In reality, they're all fanning the flames, making the fire burn even brighter, because only these two companies have people working there; everyone else can only depend on them.
This moment vividly illustrates a magnificent and dazzling family, whose outward appearance radiates an enviable glow.
However, when you gently lift it up, you will be shocked to find that it is already rotten and decayed inside.
Another woman, dressed in a pink dress, also spoke up:
"Yes, yes, everyone has their own strengths."
As she spoke, she glanced at Old Madam Jiang and raised her voice, trying to please the old lady.
"However, to be fair, the old lady's grandson, Young Master Jingmin, is truly outstanding,"
“Our sons are far inferior to him.”
Madam Jiang frowned slightly and coughed lightly.
Everyone immediately fell silent, no longer daring to continue arguing. A hint of displeasure flashed in the old lady's eyes.
"Sit down, everyone. Don't argue over such trivial matters."
"We, the Jing family, should have manners and not be like those ill-mannered people."
Everyone nodded in agreement and sat down, maintaining what appeared to be proper etiquette.
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