Deng Weimin was about to say something when Jiang Ranli, who had already seen through his thoughts, sneered.
Looking at her clear eyes that saw through everything, Deng Weimin felt a little nervous for some reason and couldn't say the words that were on his lips.
At this moment, the victims who had been watching for a long time spoke up, one by one, and soon they had reconstructed the reason for the conflict between Jiang Ranli and Deng Ningxue, as well as their conversation.
Listening to people accusing his daughter, Deng Weimin's face turned pale and blue, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Jiang Ranli nodded and thanked the victims. If it weren't for them, given Deng Weimin's face-conscious personality, things would definitely not have gone so smoothly.
"Xue'er, what's wrong with you?" Deng Weimin asked in a low voice, looking at Deng Ningxue who looked aggrieved.
Seeing the hint of anger on her father's face, Deng Ningxue shrank her neck and lowered her eyes to quickly think about what to do. Then, her eyes lit up, and when she raised them again, the grievance in them was even stronger.
"Dad, Xue'er was worried about the safety of the disaster victims yesterday, so she went outside the city to check the situation. As a result, Madam Jiang and that man named Wu Yanqing humiliated my daughter. I was so angry, so, so..."
As she spoke, Deng Ningxue began to cry, her tears becoming more and more tearful.
Listening to her words that confuse right and wrong, Jiang Ranli couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Fuck you!"
At this time, Deng Weimin looked at Jiang Ranli again. The person who was originally in the wrong now became righteous and said, "Madam Jiang, what did Xue'er do wrong? Why do you target her like this and humiliate her in public? Although you and Boss Jiang have made contributions to the disaster relief, you are just businessmen. Not only did you humiliate my daughter, you also humiliated me in public just now. Do you know the consequences of humiliating an official appointed by the court?"
Looking at Deng Weimin in front of him, Jiang Ranli really felt that he had misjudged him. Deng Weimin's concern for the people was only because the disaster was serious. If he did nothing, the disaster in Shandong would inevitably become more and more out of control. By that time, Emperor Kangxi would definitely not forgive him.
After all, his behavior of loving the people like his own children and caring about the victims during this period was only for himself and his future. Just like when thousands of victims fell ill, he would never send people to treat them if it were not for Yinzhen's pressure. Everything he did was to weigh how to maximize his own interests.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ranli's respect for Deng Weimin disappeared.
She was about to seek justice for herself when she heard a majestic voice coming from behind her.
"Sir Deng, do you know what the consequences will be if you bully my daughter?"
This voice... sounds so familiar.
Hearing the voice, Jiang Ranli felt a strong sense of familiarity in her heart, but she didn't know who it was for a moment, so she turned around in confusion to look. This look was not a big deal, she felt like she was struck by thunder, and stood there for a long time unable to recover.
Ama, why is he here?
That’s right, the voice that Jiang Ranli felt so familiar with came from her father Anjia Oren in this life.
Anjia Oron walked to Jiang Ranli. As a soldier who had been leading troops for many years, he had the majesty and powerful aura of a soldier. His stern face was now filled with anger, which made Deng Weimin and his daughter horrified and confused.
"Lord Anjia, what do you mean by this?" Deng Weimin asked tremblingly.
Upon hearing this, Anjia Oron raised his big hand and pointed at Jiang Ranli, "She, the lowly merchant you mentioned, is my, Anjia Oron's, daughter."
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