"Jiang Xinchen, where did your education go? Who taught you to talk to your sister like this?!" Jiang Quan raised his hand and was about to slap him in the face, but Yu Zhenling stopped him with quick eyes and hands.
Jiang Quan just raised his hand, took a cup and threw it out, "Get out of here!"
In front of the old man, Jiang Quan suppressed his anger.
Yu Zhenling comforted Jiang Quan and winked at Jiang Xinchen, "Why don't you get out quickly?"
Jiang Xinchen was young and energetic, only in the first year of high school. He was in the rebellious period of youth. He glanced at Meng Fu and the old man. He wanted to say something, but did not dare to say any more. He opened the door of the ward and went out, leaning against the wall.
The whole person is irritable and unhappy.
Jiang Xinran was very kind to him. Even when the competition class was busy, she would take time to help him with tutoring...
Growing up, friends, classmates, and many others envied him for having such an outstanding sister as Jiang Xinran.
The family was obviously living a good life, but there was a Meng Fu in the middle. He acted like a monster as soon as he came back. He dropped out of school and went to the entertainment industry. Thinking of her, Jiang Xinchen felt depressed and felt uncomfortable in various ways.
inside the room.
Meng Fu was still sitting by the bed. He was well-behaved and good-looking, and his honest manner of not fighting or grabbing made the old man feel angry.
"Dad, Xinchen is still young, don't argue with him." Yu Zhenling poured the old man a cup of tea and said softly.
The old man did not raise his head to look at her, but said calmly, "You are already in high school, and you are still so ignorant. How can you support a big career in the future?"
This sentence is heartbreaking.
No matter what the Jiang family said, the world was ruled by the old man. His words of "cannot support the great cause" were a blow to Jiang Xinchen.
Yu Zhenling glanced at Meng Fu hurriedly, asking her to help her say a few words.
However, Meng Fu still lowered his eyebrows and looked a little dull.
Jiang Quan said that Meng Fu had grown up outside and did not understand the rules of a wealthy family. Yu Zhenling felt depressed. This was obviously due to his low IQ and EQ. How could he be summed up in one sentence
If it were Jiang Xinran, she would know how to appease the old man without having to say anything herself, and she would never be like Meng Fu.
Yu Zhenling has carefully taught Jiang Xinran for so many years, and Jiang Xinran is in line with her wishes in every way. Even her brother and his family like Jiang Xinran, and he has gained some fame in the wealthy circle.
She even learned some of her brother's true teachings, and her paintings were sold for hundreds of thousands.
On the other hand, Meng Fu didn't get close to her at all when he came back to Jiang's house, and even dropped out of school to go into the entertainment industry.
With Zhuyu in front of her, it was impossible for Yu Zhenling to level a bowl of water.
"Dad, I will tell Xin Chen properly. Don't be angry. Your body is the most important thing." Yu Zhenling lowered her eyes and still held the tea upright.
Mr. Jiang could actually guess what Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinchen were thinking.
He reached out to take Yu Zhenling's tea, took a sip, and then said, "Xin Chen is not young anymore."
Yu Zhenling and Jiang Quan both listened to the old man's words as if they were being taught.
Seeing that the old man's anger was gradually dissipating, Yu Zhenling breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Fu sat beside the old man's bed and looked at his wrist thoughtfully. She stood up and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to the bathroom."
Seeing Meng Fu push open the door and go out, then close the door behind him, Jiang Quan felt a little belatedly.
The old man's room is a VIP ward with its own bathroom.
Why did Meng Fu go out
However, Jiang Quan didn't have time to think too much. The old man leaned on the bedside and said slowly: "When will I change her surname back? It's been two years and I haven't even given her a party."
After hearing this, Jiang Quan pondered for a moment, "I want to talk to you about this today. If we really hold a banquet, it will definitely have an impact on Xinran."
No matter how you say it, Jiang Xinran was raised by them. Although he is not their biological child, he is better than his biological child.
"You also know about the Tong family's affairs, old man," Jiang Quan sat down on the chair where he was just now, pondered for a moment, and then said slowly, "The Tong family has never seen Fu'er until now. This is already their attitude. ”
"This marriage..." Mr. Jiang sat up and frowned.
"I know, logically speaking, this marriage belongs to Fu'er, but you also have to think about it. With Fu'er like that, can she be worthy of being the mistress of the Tong family?" Jiang Quan shook his head, "Who is the Tong family? You also know that in the past, we worked so hard to cultivate Xinran, so the Tong family only looked at Xinran and barely made Mrs. Tong nod. "
Jiang Quan paused and continued: "But you also know Fu'er's situation. She doesn't want to go to high school, so she won't get a job in the company. She has been in the entertainment industry for two years and there has been no progress. Even if she really marries her to the Tong family, , you should have some idea in your mind whether you will become an in-law or an enemy in the end.”
With these words, Yu Zhenling asked Jiang Quan to discuss with the old man last time, but Jiang Quan never found a chance.
After listening, Mr. Jiang also fell silent. He knew that Meng Fu's current situation might not be a good life in the Jiang family, so he was always thinking about the Tong family's engagement.
But Jiang Quan's words "will you be in-laws or enemies" really touched his heart.
From the look on Mr. Jiang's face, Jiang Quan knew that he had listened.
According to the current situation, Xin Ran can only catch Mrs. Tong’s eyes.
If Meng Fu was more competitive, Jiang Quan might put more thought into her and help her fight for it, but now it seems that choosing between Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu doesn't really require much thinking for Jiang Quan.
Thinking of this, Jiang Quan couldn't help but sigh.
After watching Mr. Jiang, most of the people in the ward left.
"You should go home, too. I'll take you with me. Remember to go to Judexuan for dinner in the evening. Your sister will be there too." Jiang Quan left with Meng Fu and wanted to drive her with him.
Meng Fu's mask was still hanging on one side of his face. Hearing this, he obediently agreed, "Thank you, dad." He saved forty yuan.
Well-behaved and good-looking.
Jiang Quan instantly softened a lot.
While letting the driver drive, he talked to her, "You, don't argue with your brother, he and Xinran have a good relationship..."
After chattering all the way, Meng Fu sat in the passenger seat, resting his chin on his hand, lazily saying, "Uncle, please go to No. 1 Middle School."
"No. 1?" The driver glanced at Jiang Quan in the rearview mirror.
Meng Fu pulled up his mask and said, "I rented a house there and won't go back to Jiang's house."
After getting in the car, her obedient expression became much colder, and the driver glanced at her.
Jiang Quan also felt guilty about Meng Fu because of the incident with the Tong family. At the moment, he didn't ask her why she rented a house outside and just asked the driver to drive over.
Arrive at the rental community.
Jiang Quan couldn't help but frowned. Because of environmental problems, he followed Meng Fu upstairs to see her living conditions: "Why did you rent this place? How is the security here?"
Especially when following Meng Fu upstairs, Jiang Quan found that there was no elevator and there was garbage on the stairs, which made Jiang Quan even more troubled.
"It's been rented for two years." Meng Fu replied.
As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, the door opposite opened. The boy wearing a hat pulled up the brim of his hat and said, still concisely and without looking at anyone: "Lend me some paint."
"Go in and get it yourself." Meng opened the door.
The young man went straight into Meng Fu's house without looking at anyone or saying hello.
Behind him, Jiang Quan looked inside the door and frowned: "Who is he? What kind of paint?"
"The guy across the street has run out of paint and the courier didn't deliver it to him. Ask me to borrow it." Meng Fu was still very cold, leaning on the door frame and knocking twice, "Hurry up."
Jiang Quan was stunned, "Why do you have paint? Are you not a trainee?"