When Jiang Rong heard this, she looked at Jiang Peihong with a strange look in her eyes, but she nodded and said, "I think he's good too. Dad, if you like him, I can introduce him to you."
“…”
Jiang Peihong's face turned green.
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Jiang Peihong said angrily: "I asked you to talk to him!"
"Oh, so that's it. I thought you were a playboy in your old age and wanted to date a little boy." Jiang Rong said before Jiang Peihong got angry again: "Mr. Song and I are just friends. I just want to climb up the social ladder. Will the Song family let me do that?"
Jiang Peihong thought so too. The Song family was a wealthy and powerful family. Song Yan could really play with Jiang Rong, but it was absolutely impossible for him to marry Jiang Rong.
"Okay." Jiang Peihong gave up the idea and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."
Jiang Rong watched Jiang Peihong's car leave. He just opened WeChat to check his change when suddenly another message popped up on his phone.
Just like before, the number is registered overseas. There is no logic at all, just a bunch of messy numbers. It is obviously a virtual number.
Jiang Rong's smile froze.
[Teacher Jiang?] 022 asked worriedly: [What's wrong with you?]
[Nothing.] Jiang Rong lowered his eyes and clicked on the message.
The interior is very simple, with only one sentence: Birthday present, don’t you like it?
Jiang Rong closed the message interface, thought about it, and still typed a reply despite being angry: I like your mother.
When you click Send, the system prompts that the number does not exist and cannot be sent.
Jiang Rong laughed angrily: "Since you already know you'll get scolded, why did you still post it?"
[Who is it, Teacher Jiang?] 022 asked curiously.
Jiang Rong: [Ignore the idiot who's even more stupid than Shao Yunqi.]
She put her phone away and said don't worry about it, but the ease and comfort she had felt before was gone.
Even though she had already escaped back to the country, those lunatics were still unwilling to let her go.
Shao Yunqi's appearance at the Iris Casino was itself an ominous sign.
Jiang Rong pursed his lips and subconsciously tightened the cold butterfly knife in his pocket.
In the confrontation between the two sides, she actually has a greater chance of winning.
After all, she really knows how to kill people, but those people... don't dare to really kill her, right?
…
Old man Feng Han used to be the steward of the Jiang family. He had worked in the Jiang family for nearly fifty years and was already over seventy years old this year. Not long after Jiang Panyu was brought back, Feng Han was taken back to Danhe City for recuperation due to Alzheimer's disease, so he didn't know Feng Han well.
But Jiang Panyu had heard that Feng Han was an old man left behind by the old man of the Jiang family, so even Jiang Peihong had to give him some face. In the early years when Feng Han was still in the Jiang family, he took good care of Jiang Rong and had a deep affection for Jiang Rong.
"Aunt Qiao!" The girl's cheerful voice echoed in the living room. Qiao Yixuan smiled: "Yaoyao!"
She hugged the girl and said affectionately: "It's been many years since we last met. You've grown up like a girl now."
The beautiful girl smiled and said, "It's been five years since we last saw each other, Aunt Qiao."
Qiao Yixiuan touched her hair and looked at the old man sitting in the wheelchair next to her.
He was really old, with obvious age spots on his body and a very thin figure, almost skin and bones, but he still looked very elegant and gentle, and very bookish.
Qiao Yixuan looked sad: "Uncle still doesn't recognize me?"
Feng Yiyao said helplessly: "I've seen many doctors, and they all said there is nothing I can do."
Qiao Yixuan squatted down, held the old man's hand, and said softly: "Uncle Feng, I am Yixuan, do you still recognize me?"
The old man's eyes moved and he looked at Qiao Yixuan for a long time, "Yixuan? I remember..."
Qiao Yixuan said in surprise: "Uncle Feng still recognizes me!"
The old man grabbed Qiao Yixuan's hand and said in a somewhat unclear voice, "Yixuan, don't hit Rongrong. She's still young...still young."
Qiao Yixuan's expression changed immediately, and she forced a smile: "Uncle Feng, what are you talking about? Xiaorong is my daughter, of course I treat her well."
Feng Yiyao curled her lips and said, "Grandpa, even when he's not thinking straight, is still thinking about that evil Jiang Rong! Aunt Qiao, I heard that you brought that evil star back home?"
Feng Han and his wife did not have any children. Feng Yiyao and Feng Siling were twins they adopted. The two sisters were abandoned in an orphanage and were taken home by Feng Han and his wife to raise when they were still in their infancy. Later, his wife passed away, and Feng Han raised the two children by himself.
After Feng Siling's death, Feng Han's only relative was Feng Yiyao.
"Her biological mother passed away." Qiao Yixuan sighed, "She's pitiful."
"Is she pitiful?" Feng Yiyao sneered, "If it weren't for her, my sister wouldn't have died! Everyone in this world is pitiful, but Jiang Rong is the only one who deserves to die!"
"It was clearly her who killed my sister and caused Grandpa to become what he is now..." Feng Yiyao bit her lip: "Why does she get away with it?!"
"Okay, Yaoyao." Jiang Panyu held Feng Yiyao's hand and said, "We haven't seen each other for so long. It's a rare reunion, so don't think about sad things."
Feng Yiyao asked, "Where's Jiang Rong? Why isn't she here? Why is she hiding and not daring to see me?"
"Xiao Rong..." Jiang Panyu hesitated for a moment and said, "She doesn't live at home now. I'll call her later and tell her that Grandpa Feng is here. She will definitely come back."
Feng Yiyao raised the corners of her lips and said, "I know. She's been fooling around with some guy out there, right? She's always been that frivolous since she was little, always getting tangled up with guys... She's still like that even when she's grown up!"
Jiang Panyu looked embarrassed. She wanted to give some advice, but she felt that Feng Yiyao did have reason to hate Jiang Rong. That was a living life, so she couldn't say much and could only keep silent.
When Jiang Rong received the call from Jiang Panyu, he was cooking soup in the kitchen. His hand shook and the phone almost fell into the soup pot.
"What are you thinking about?" A kind-hearted person passing by caught her phone, thus preventing a tragedy. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you do something wrong?"
Jiang Rong came back to his senses and took the phone back from Shang Shaoheng. Jiang Panyu asked suspiciously, "Xiao Rong...is there anyone next to you?"
"You said Grandpa Feng is back?" Jiang Rong didn't answer her question. "Feng Yiyao is here too?"
"Yes." Jiang Panyu said, "Are you free to come over now?"
Jiang Rong asked expressionlessly, "What is Feng Yiyao doing here?"
"It seems so..." Jiang Panyu hesitated and said, "I heard Yaoyao say that she plans to move Aling's grave back to Danhe City."
I clenched my fingers, pursed my lips, and asked, "Why?"
After a while, Jiang Panyu finally said, "She feels...that if you return to Yancheng and Aling's ashes remain in Yancheng, Aling...will not be able to rest in peace even in the afterlife."
Jiang Rong didn't speak for a long time.
Shang Shaoheng lowered his eyes to look at her pale face and said calmly, "How could she know that I can't rest in peace even in the afterlife?"
"You stood by her bed in the middle of the night and told her in person?"
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