"I guess he fainted in the toilet."
"+1 for fainting in the toilet."
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Jiang family.
Jiang Xianrou didn't know that she had been pinned to the ground and hit to death by Qiao Nian.
After wiping her face and applying some aromatherapy, she leisurely went downstairs to prepare for dinner.
In the living room downstairs.
Jiang Zongnan and Jiang Yao are both here.
Tang Wanru was there too.
The servants had already prepared the meal and brought it to the table, which was filled with dishes.
Jiang Xianrou walked over, pulled out an empty chair and sat down. It was obvious that she was in a good mood. She glanced at the dishes on the table, turned her head and smiled slightly and spoke to Tang Wanru: "Mom, do you have matsutake chicken soup today?"
"I asked someone to stew it specially for you. You should drink more. It's just right to nourish your body. You see, you have lost weight recently." Tang Wanru placed the chicken soup next to her and smiled.
"Yeah." Jiang Xianrou served herself a bowl of chicken soup, scooped it up with a spoon and drank a sip, and then praised calmly and dignifiedly: "Wang Ma's cooking skills are getting better and better."
Tang Wanru picked up some food for her and said gently, "If it tastes good, eat more."
Jiang Yao watched the warm interaction between the two but had no appetite at all. He didn't pick up the chopsticks in front of him. Instead, he looked at the person drinking the soup with his handsome eyes and said in a deep voice: "Xianrou, have you deleted your Weibo?"
The atmosphere at the dinner table was originally harmonious.
At least that's what it looks like on the surface.
As soon as Jiang Yao mentioned Weibo, the discord of the meal itself was exposed.
The smile on Jiang Xianrou's lips immediately disappeared, slowly faded, and her face quickly turned cold. She stopped drinking the soup, put the spoon down, said nothing, and did not respond.
"You've made a fuss and lost your temper. The Weibo posts you posted online should have been deleted. But you left them there. Do you want Mr. Huang to come to your house and apologize to you?" Jiang Yao was also holding his breath, so his tone was inevitably a little harsh.
Jiang Xianrou was immediately irritated. She raised her eyes and met his gaze. She showed no intention of backing down and threw down her bowl and chopsticks. "Shouldn't they apologize to me?"
The atmosphere between the two of them became tense.
Jiang Zongnan tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, stop arguing."
His gentle and elegant face was firm and resolute. He tilted his head and said to Jiang Xianrou, "Xianrou, delete your Weibo first."
"Dad." Jiang Xianrou seemed to not believe that he would say that. Her long eyelashes drooped, and she looked obviously aggrieved and resentful.
Tang Wanru was also dissatisfied with the attitudes of the father and son. She completely stood on Jiang Xianrou's side: "What do you mean? Xianrou is the one who has been wronged. Why don't you let Qiao Nian delete his Weibo! Just because Xianrou is sensible and obedient, you let her suffer?"
"That was not what I meant."
Jiang Zongnan was upset and looked at her, "Xianrou shouldn't have involved Professor Huang and the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine on Weibo. Now everyone is criticizing Professor Huang. What kind of thing is this?"
Jiang Xianrou said with a cold face and expressionless face: "I can delete the Weibo, but I have one condition - let Qiao Nian admit his mistake and apologize to me!"
Jiang Yao and Jiang Zongnan looked at her at the same time.
Jiang Xianrou raised her chin slightly, her eyes full of pride, and she spoke slowly, word by word, "As long as she admits her mistake and apologizes to me, I can delete the Weibo post, but she must apologize to me in person and on Weibo."
The girl's cold black eyes appeared in Jiang Yao's mind, and he suddenly felt a headache.
Qiao Nian's personality would never allow her to bow to Jiang Xianrou. The request she made was equivalent to refusing to delete the Weibo post.
(End of this chapter)