"Jiang Rong... Jiang Rong!" Qiao Yixuan's eyes were bloodshot. "I should have strangled you to death back then, then there wouldn't be any more trouble later!"
"Yeah." Jiang Rong sighed regretfully, "It's a pity."
"You no longer have such an opportunity." She stood up, suddenly remembering something, and said casually, "Your beloved daughter doesn't seem to care about you that much. In her eyes, the wealth and glory a father can give her is much more important than the affection a mother can bring.
"...Shut up!" Qiao Yixuan's voice trembled. "Xiaoyu is different from you! You ungrateful bastard!"
Jiang Rong's expression paled a bit. She leaned over, pinched Qiao Yixuan's jaw, looked into her eyes and said, "I think I told you that I don't like people scolding me."
Before she finished her words, she suddenly exerted force with her hands and dislocated Qiao Yixuan's mandible. Qiao Yixuan was in so much pain that her eyes went black and she wailed incessantly. Jiang Rong let go of her hands and Qiao Yixuan immediately fell to the ground, crying miserably.
"If you do that again," Jiang Rong said, "I'll cut off your tongue, okay?"
Qiao Yixiuan was a pampered lady, and she had never suffered such pain before. She was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak. Jiang Rong felt very bored seeing her like this, so he clapped his hands and looked at Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci watched coldly, as if the person suffering so much on the ground was not his biological mother.
"Don't you care?" Jiang Rong asked with a raised eyebrow.
"How to manage it?" Jiang Ci asked back.
"According to the Jiang family's rules, you should be imprisoned in the ancestral hall and punished for your actions." Jiang Ci said calmly, "Do you want to go to the ancestral hall?"
"Forget it then." Jiang Rong put his hands in his pockets and said, "Then I'll go first. I have to catch up with our father quickly."
Jiang Ci was just about to ask her what she wanted to do with Jiang Peihong when Jiang Rong had already walked away.
"...Brother." Jiang Panyu came down from upstairs cautiously, drooping his brows and saying, "I'm sorry, I was too scared just now."
"Why are you apologizing to me?" Jiang Ci instructed as usual: "Take good care of Mom. I have something else to do at the company. I'm leaving now."
Jiang Panyu's face turned pale as he helped Qiao Yixuan up, choking with sobs, "I'm sorry, Mom..."
"It's okay, it's okay, I don't blame you." Qiao Yixuan hugged her daughter and cried, "I know you are too scared of your father."
"Mom, can we stop caring about my cousin and the others from now on?" Jiang Panyu pleaded, "If you continue to associate with them, Dad will definitely be even more angry. If you really get divorced then...what should I do?"
Qiao Yixiuan was also very confused.
She couldn't give up the Qiao family, but she couldn't divorce Jiang Peihong and give up the Jiang family's wealth and glory.
"Xiaoyu." Qiao Yixuan suddenly held Jiang Panyu's hand and asked with tears in her eyes: "If I divorce your father, will you stay with me or your father?"
Jiang Panyu was so frightened that she fell to the ground, stunned: "...Mom, do you really want a divorce?!"
"No... No, you can't leave!"
"Tell me!" Although Qiao Yixuan pretended not to care, Jiang Rong's words were still engraved in her heart. She asked nervously, "Tell me, if I divorce Jiang Peihong, who will you be with?"
Jiang Panyu broke down and cried: "Mom... I don't want to make a choice. You are husband and wife, you are my parents, I hope you will be together forever, please, don't do anything stupid!"
Qiao Yixuan calmed down a little.
Yes, if she divorced Jiang Peihong on impulse, she would not only lose her current luxurious life, but also have to return to the Qiao family to pay off her debts.
"...I'm sorry, Xiaoyu." Qiao Yixuan wiped her daughter's tears. "I was confused for a moment. From now on...I won't have any contact with your uncle and cousin anymore."
Jiang Panyu finally burst into laughter and said, "Mom, I'll go get a doctor to check your injury."
Qiao Yixuan grabbed her hand and whispered, "Go do something else first."
"What?" Jiang Panyu was confused.
"Go to Danhe City next door and bring Butler Feng back." A fierce gleam flashed in Qiao Yixuan's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Remember, you have to go in person. I don't trust others."
Jiang Panyu was stunned. "But...didn't Grandpa the housekeeper return to his hometown to recuperate after suffering from Alzheimer's disease a few years ago? Why did you bring him back?"
Qiao Yixuan didn't say much, just said: "Just go and get the person."
Jiang Panyu had no choice but to nod.
Qiao Yixiuan touched her aching jaw, her eyes full of cold calculation.
Jiang Rong dared to do this. Did she forget that she also had the leverage in her hand?
"Ginger..." Qiao Yixuan murmured, "Only five short years have passed. You probably haven't forgotten Feng Siling yet."
"If she hadn't saved you, you bastard... you would have gone to hell long ago."
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Jiang Rong caught up with Jiang Peihong and saw that veins on his forehead were exposed due to anger. He comforted him, "Okay, Dad, don't be angry. It's not too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost."
Seeing that she wasn't in a good mood, Jiang Peihong asked, "Are you so kind as to come to the company specifically to inform me about this?"
"Dad, what are you saying?" Jiang Rong said sadly, "My last name is Jiang too. I must be thinking about the Jiang family."
Jiang Peihong sneered: "You'd better be!"
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
"It's nothing serious," Jiang Rong said sweetly, "I just took a taxi to the company. The taxi fare is quite expensive..."
Jiang Peihong: “…”
Jiang Peihong felt extremely ashamed: "How could I raise such a stingy thing like you!"
Jiang Rong: "Dad taught me well, he taught me by example!"
Jiang Peihong became even angrier: "Shut up!"
But it was such a small matter that he couldn't argue with Jiang Rong. After all, if Jiang Rong hadn't delivered the letter, he would definitely have been kept in the dark about such a big thing. He rolled his eyes and asked, "How much did the taxi cost?"
Jiang Rong calculated.
Last night, I spent two hundred and sixty-nine to go back to the Egret Manor, so I said without blinking, "Five hundred."
Jiang Peihong felt something was wrong.
Are taxi fares in Yancheng so expensive now?
But he still signaled his secretary to transfer 5,000 yuan to Jiang Rong. He looked at Jiang Rong who was happily receiving the money and said, "If something like this happens in the future, tell me the first time."
"Okay." After receiving the money, Jiang Rong's attitude was very good and gentle, "Don't worry, Dad."
Jiang Peihong's eyes rolled, and he continued, "Xiao Rong, have you been getting close to the young master of the Song family recently?"
Jiang Rong reflected for a moment before realizing that "the young master of the Song family" referred to that useless little crybaby Song Yanzhen, and said, "It's okay."
"Xiao Rong, you're nineteen years old now. Dad doesn't object to you dating." Jiang Peihong patted Jiang Rong's shoulder hypocritically. "I think Mr. Song is a good match. What do you think?"
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