Chapter 43 Jiang Yingxu, you are very important to me.
The Jiang family on the third floor is causing trouble again.
The old house had poor sound insulation. When they heard a woman screaming and crying or a man shouting angrily, the residents upstairs and downstairs all stopped what they were doing, looked at each other helplessly.
Anyone who has lived in this apartment building for a while knows about the Jiang family's affairs.
Unfortunately, in this society, those who are unreasonable and argumentative are often fearless and end up gaining more benefits.
The police came to the Jiang family's door repeatedly, but they found it difficult to manage the family's domestic affairs.
On the first floor, the old lady had just lain down on the bed to rest when she was startled awake by a loud crash.
He looked at the ceiling, then reached for his reading glasses by the bedside and put them on.
"What's going on this time?"
Old man: "Could it be that those two from the Jiang family are blaming Xiaoxu for having nightmares?"
Considering the Jiang couple's style of conduct, it's quite possible.
The old woman thought of that handsome young man who used to help her carry the groceries home when she came back from grocery shopping early in the morning.
Xiao Xu is a very polite child.
Unlike the chubby boy raised by the Jiang couple, who was spoiled by his family and ran amok in the neighborhood, and who didn't even apologize when he almost bumped into her before.
The old woman got out of bed with nimble legs.
"No, I have to go check it out."
If the family bullies Xiaoxu, she's too old and frail to do much, but she can call the police.
The old man grumbled about his age, but he still obediently followed.
I just opened the door.
The upstairs door was pushed open with a bang, and a series of chaotic footsteps sounded as people rushed downstairs as if they were being chased by a ghost.
The old woman looked around curiously and saw Jiang Pinghai, who used to be so arrogant, staggering like a grandson, with blood mixed with saliva constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, which was filthy and covered in smears.
Chen Xiumei, her hair disheveled and her expression blank, dragged Jiang Tianhao downstairs.
Upon closer inspection, the chubby boy was trembling, with a long cut on his forehead, blood smearing half his face, and his crotch was soaked; he had actually lost control of his bladder from fright.
The elderly couple were suspicious, but before they could ask, Jiang Pinghai pointed upstairs and mumbled something with his mouth agape.
"Jiang Yixi, he's gone mad!" (Jiang Yingxu, he's gone insane!)
“He’s going to kill us!”
He spoke excitedly while spitting out bloody foam.
The old woman pulled the door shut with a look of disgust, leaving only a crack. "What do you mean?"
Jiang Pinghai was about to speak when a cold male voice suddenly came from upstairs, "Three, two..."
Jiang Pinghai was struck dumb, and without a moment's delay, he limped out, coughing up blood.
He ran away, panting and groaning in suppressed pain, and got into his car.
If Chen Xiumei hadn't been holding onto her son so tightly, she wouldn't have been able to open the car door and get in in time.
Jiang Pinghai appeared to be eager to abandon them and drive away.
Many people opened their windows and peeked out.
The usual peace and tranquility have been disturbed, and it's likely that many people will be talking about the Jiang family before bed tonight.
Third floor.
Jiang Yingxu closed the door, his expression calm, and stepped over the mess in the living room.
The previous dynasty leader, Shi Miao, stretched out his hand.
"Meow, I'll take you to wash your paws."
Shi Miao looked at his tense jaw, then became a good cat and obediently let Jiang Yingxu carry her to the pool on the balcony.
When Jiang Yingxu turned on the tap.
It even offered its paws.
Jiang Yingxu gently pinched and pressed down on the paw pads, then rinsed the kitten's sharp, blood-stained claws in the running water.
He lowered his long eyelashes and remained silent.
After washing it clean, I pulled off the pale yellow towel that belonged to the kitten and carefully wiped the long, wet fur off its paws.
His long, dark hair swayed slightly with his movements.
Shi Miao's gaze fell upon the bloodstains on his cheek, which had dried and congealed. She let out a soft meow and pressed her wet, cat-like paw against his cheek.
Jiang Yingxu paused.
The kitten looked up and said, "Jiang Yingxu, don't be upset."
Jiang Yingxu said in a low voice, "I'm not unhappy. It was bound to happen sooner or later."
He'll eventually have a falling out with his uncle's family.
Shi Miao: "So what are you thinking about?"
"..."
Jiang Yingxu pressed his lips into a straight line and remained silent for a moment.
What are you thinking?
I think of Chen Xiumei's cry of "nemesis".
It's not entirely wrong to say that his parents were wrong. They did come to pick him up from another province after exhausting themselves because of his unreasonable demands, which led to the accident.
I imagine the regret that will fill me as the knife falls.
What if something goes wrong? Even knowing that Shi Miao was no ordinary kitten, it didn't change the fact that he regretted getting her involved in this matter.
Jiang Yingxu's thin lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something lighthearted.
The kitten, however, propped itself up first and rubbed its fluffy head against his neck.
Its warm little body is soft and cuddly.
Shi Miao made a serious face like a kitten, meowing softly.
"Jiang Yingxu, please don't say things like that again."
What does it mean that those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes? What does it mean to be all alone?
Shi Miao said earnestly, "You are precious, and your future is precious too. Don't let a few scumbags ruin your bright path."
"They are not worthy to be an obstacle to you."
In the book, Jiang Yingxu is cold and rational; he only resorts to legal means to send his uncle's family to prison after returning to the Yan family.
But just now, Jiang Yingxu was holding a knife.
When he lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on Jiang Pinghai's carotid artery, his expression extremely fierce.
It was as if, given the chance, he would really cut down, letting the blood spray, watching a life vanish completely.
Just like...
The cold-hearted and ruthless villain in the later stages of the story.
Shi Miao felt uneasy and instinctively tugged at his clothes with her paw pads.
"You still have to support me, Jiang Yingxu. You're not alone."
"..."
Jiang Yingxu's stiff knuckles slowly loosened, and he lowered his head, asking in a hoarse voice, "Will you stay with me?"
"Um!"
The kitten, tail held high, answered very loudly.
"Jiang Yingxu, you are very important to me."
Jiang Yingxu closed his eyes slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing gently, concealing the morbid obsession in his eyes. His thin lips curved slightly, as if restoring his former calm.
"I know, I was just trying to scare them."
Although at that moment, seeing the kitten barely dodge the blade, what surged in my heart was indeed a fierce killing intent.
But Jiang Yingxu will not let intense emotions control him for too long.
He gently assured the kitten.
"I won't let them affect me."
Jiang Yingxu thought he would be fine, studying, making money, and following his own path.
Then, he used all his abilities to pamper a kitten.
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