"Grandma, she is..." Jiang Shengjun tried to explain Su Wanwan's identity to Su Suqin.
After retiring from the business world, she rarely investigates the backgrounds of ordinary people, focusing only on the top ten richest people in the world.
"Don't try to explain yourself to me! Do you want to marry a woman with no background like your father? Don't you see how she dragged your father down? It was only after I found him a new marriage that our Jiang family was able to quickly rise to the forefront of the world! Wake up! Romantic love is the least respectable thing in the business world!"
Jiang Shengjun stood in front of his grandmother, speechless, swallowing his words.
He lowered his eyes, his eyes slightly red, the palace candlelight illuminating the resentment reflected in his eyes.
Although he had achieved great success in the business world and thought he was capable of taking control of his marriage, he was unexpectedly just like his father, unable to make his own choices in matters of the heart.
“I’ve already prepared the divorce agreement for you. After you sign it, take the document to her and let her sign it. If she’s unwilling, I will go to her in person.” Su Suqin made her stance clear.
Jiang Shengjun looked at the divorce agreement in front of him, tore it up, and said stubbornly, "Grandma, I'm not a child anymore. I can make my own decisions."
Su Suqin was shocked. From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Shengjun was the most obedient child in the Jiang family. It was because of his obedience and high comprehension that he had reached his current position.
She helped him play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, but one day he unexpectedly tore up the risks she had helped him avoid right in front of her!
She coughed in anger and pointed at Jiang Shengjun, cursing loudly.
"Cough cough... You! I've always taught you to respect your teachers, did you think I wanted to harm you? I'm just asking you to divorce, I didn't kill her. Having you divorce her and marry the Ouyang family's daughter will help solidify the Jiang family's business! Would I harm you? Look at what she's been doing since she married you. People will laugh at our Jiang family for ages! What kind of behavior is this! Cough cough..."
The air in the huge living room seemed to freeze; no one dared to speak, frozen in place like statues.
Jiang Shengjun knelt upright in front of Su Suqin and kowtowed three times to her, who was sitting on the sofa.
"I bow to express my gratitude to my grandmother for her 23 years of teaching."
"I kowtow twice, hoping that Grandma will forgive her grandson's unfilial behavior."
"With three kowtows, I wish Grandma to bid farewell to the Jiang Shengyun of the past. From this moment on, Jiang Shengyun in love is Jiang Shengyun. He is not a business tycoon, not the young master of the Jiang family, he does not need to marry to consolidate his position, and he does not accept any labels that anyone puts on him. Jiang Shengyun is Jiang Shengyun. He is himself, and he has the right to choose his own happiness and his own lover."
In the large living room, he stood up and bowed to Su Suqin again. Recalling his parents' lives, which were filled with loneliness despite their marriages, he did not want to live like them.
He wants to choose his own marriage!
He turned and left, his white shirt adding a touch of triumph to his bravery.
Su Suqin still felt that Jiang Shengjun was beyond saving. Watching her grandson's departing figure, she slammed her sandalwood cane on the ground, so angry that she couldn't even breathe.
The housekeeper quickly poured the old lady a glass of water.
Su Suqin took the glass of water, her whole body trembling with anger. She tried her best to calm down and told him about the things she had done to clean up his messes this month.
"You think you married a good woman? Do you know how much money I spent to buy trending topics to quell the media? That woman is still using your resources and connections to make money, and then she becomes the lowest kind of gold digger. Look at her, she doesn't even care about her principles or the Jiang family's reputation for money."
Jiang Shengjun walked quickly towards the door, listening to and remembering what Su Suqin said, but he didn't respond. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked towards the rose garden.
"In ancient times, there were Daji and Bao Si. If you continue to act impulsively for love like this, one day, the Jiang family will be destroyed by this woman named Su Wanwan!"
As she spoke, Su Suqin threw the glass in her hand at Jiang Shengjun, and the glass shattered at his heel.
From childhood to adulthood, my grandmother has never gotten so angry that she threw things around the house. In the past, when she was angry, it was all an act for others to see. Appropriately releasing her emotions could achieve her purpose.
However, Jiang Shengjun understood that his grandmother was truly angry this time.
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In the rose garden of the Jiang family villa, Su Wanwan knelt on the pebbles for a long time, straightening her back to tell everyone in the Jiang family that the live broadcast she did to make money was not wrong.
Not far away, Jiang Shengjun walked quickly over and stood in front of Su Wanwan with his straight legs.
"I'd rather kneel on the pebbles for three days and three nights than go with you to apologize to Grandma," Su Wanwan said haughtily.
Jiang Shengjun squatted down in front of her, silent, his well-defined knuckles glowing white in the darkness.
He took out the soft cushion from his hand and quietly placed it under Su Wanwan's knees.
Su Wanwan's knees no longer hurt when she knelt on the soft cushion; it felt soft, like kneeling on something thick and soft.
She had to admit that although Jiang Shengyun was sharp-tongued, he was quite gentle in his actions.
Jiang Shengjun then covered the cushion with the hem of her black skirt, walked to her side, and knelt down on her right side.
"What are you doing?" Su Wanwan asked, puzzled.
Jiang Shengjun remained expressionless, staring straight ahead. His double-lidded phoenix eyes had sharp, upturned eyebrows, giving him a cold and aloof air when he wasn't speaking.
But as soon as he opens his mouth, his gentle voice is so tender even when he is calm.
“You are my wife. Since Grandma wants to punish you, then punish me too.”
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