This is truly more addictive than alcohol.
Jiang Chen crushed the remaining cigarette butt in his hand, took a new cigarette, lit it with familiarity, and walked to another door.
Faint sounds of quarreling could be heard from inside the door. A woman was throwing things and screaming, while a man was cursing loudly.
"Fu Yaoyao, what are you crazy about? How did you become like this?!!"
"Jiang Pinghai, how dare you say that to me!" A shrill scream echoed, followed by the sound of shattering porcelain. The woman roared hysterically, "Jiang Pinghai, if it weren't for our Fu family, you could have climbed to this position today?! Okay, you ungrateful bastard, now that your father is in jail, you're turning your back on me?!"
Outside the door, Jiang Chen had a gloomy expression. He took two puffs of his cigarette, and the red bloodshot in his eyes became more obvious.
Jiang Pinghai's voice came: "Fu Yaoyao, I, Jiang Pinghai, ask myself if I have done anything wrong to you! Now that Fu Jianhua is in jail, your Fu family has changed. Do you think you are still the high and mighty Miss Fu?! Ridiculous. Now that the Fu family is run by that mad dog, if I hadn't protected you out of our past friendship, that mad dog would have killed you sooner or later, believe it or not?!!"
The woman screamed like a madman, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, ahhhhhhh I won't listen!!! You are all lying to me, you are all lying to me!! Ahhhhhhhh."
An irritated look appeared on Jiang Chen's face at the door. Without hesitation, he kicked the door twice. The loud sound like a landslide startled the two people who were arguing in the house.
Jiang Chen's voice was hoarse, and he said viciously: "You two, if you want to quarrel, go outside and quarrel, if you want to die, stay outside, it's too noisy, I need to review, damn it!"
Jiang Pinghai opened the door with a swish, raised his hand and slapped Jiang Chen in the face with such force that Jiang Chen saw stars and felt dizzy.
Jiang Pinghai's usually elegant face was already distorted. He roared, "Evil creature, rebellious son! Is this how you talk to your father?!"
Fu Yaoyao screamed and rushed over to strangle Jiang Pinghai, but Jiang Pinghai turned around and slapped her to the ground: "And you, bitch, look at the good son you raised!"
Jiang Chen's cheeks were almost numb from the pain. He looked at his mother who was lying on the ground with tears streaming down her face, and at his father who was frowning and looking angry. He put his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth and laughed sinisterly.
Jiang Chen spat out a mouthful of blood foam on the ground: "Jiang Pinghai, beat me to death, I've lived enough. Fu Shenzhi is the only one who turned our good family into this mess. Look at yourselves now, do you still recognize yourselves?!!"
Hearing this, Jiang Pinghai and Fu Yaoyao's expressions were blank.
Jiang Chen became more and more agitated as he spoke. He threw down his cigarette, grabbed Jiang Pinghai by the collar, and punched him in the face: "Jiang Pinghai! Are you fucking worthy of being my father?! It's just that the Fu family is gone, why the fuck are you going crazy all day? The Fu family is already ruined, do you fucking want to drag the Jiang family down with you?!!!"
After Jiang Pinghai was punched by his own son, half of his face immediately swelled up. His lips trembled and he could hardly speak.
Jiang Chen grabbed his collar, his eyes fierce, like a wolf. "So what if Fu Shenzhi got the Fu family?! A bastard like him who doesn't care about his relatives will be finished sooner or later! Jiang Pinghai, you act like a coward when you're frustrated. No wonder you can't beat Fu Shenzhi. You're a fucking coward! You deserve to be a loser!"
"Okay, okay, okay! Hahahahaha." Jiang Pinghai's face was swollen and the corners of his mouth were bruised, but he laughed inexplicably and howled to the sky, looking like a madman.
Jiang Chen was shocked by the sudden fanaticism in Jiang Pinghai's eyes, and subconsciously loosened his grip on Jiang Pinghai's collar.
Jiang Pinghai staggered back two steps, but smiled as he did so. He pointed at Jiang Chen with trembling fingers and said "OK" several times in a row.
The early summer wind was still blowing quietly, and the atmosphere in the house was very strange: a woman lying on the ground, a father and son confronting each other, and an empty and luxurious villa.
Jiang Pinghai said: "Okay, okay, Jiang Chen, you are worthy of being my son. You also have that man's blood in your body. You and Fu Shenzhi are the same. You two are the ones who truly inherited that man's bloodline!!!"
Jiang Chen frowned, as if he didn't understand what his father was saying.
Jiang Pinghai spoke incoherently and kept backing away: "Crazy, paranoid, Jiang Chen, you are so similar to that mad dog Fu Shenzhi. The blood of that man is stained on both of you, and only you two have it. You are worthy of being my son, worthy of being my son."
Jiang Pinghai laughed and cried at times, looking like a madman, no different from Fu Yaoyao who was lying on the ground.
He only repeated intermittently: "Jiang Chen, as long as you are here, the Jiang family will not fall. You have that man's blood in you, you will not fail. You are destined to stand at the pinnacle of power, you are destined! Hahahaha good, my son, you are worthy of being my son!"
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