Back at Zhan's house, Jing Qian found that the servants in the house looked at her with contempt and mockery, but when she walked by them, these people still politely called her "Young Madam" .
For these servants who still greeted him with malicious eyes, Jing Qian didn't even have the intention of nodding, and walked towards the dining room with her head held high.
Sitting in the dining room was her benefactor, the head of the Zhan family and the chairman of Aopu Group, Mr. Zhan Renhao.
Zhan Renhao's son and daughter-in-law passed away at an early age, leaving behind three children, Zhan Renhao's grandson, namely the eldest son Zhan Yuheng, the second young lady Zhan Shuyu, and the third youngest Zhan Lichuan.
At this moment, the eldest son Zhan Yuheng was sitting on the left side of the old man, and Jiang Yuxi, who took the video of her, was sitting on the right side. The second lady Zhan Shuyu didn't come back, so she was vacant.
Jing Qian didn't want to sit next to anyone, so she sat directly opposite the old man.
"grandfather."
After sitting down, Jing Qian nodded slightly, and greeted Mr. Jin with what she considered to be polite.
Jiang Yuxi couldn't help but sneered when she saw Jing Qian not only didn't have a trace of fear, but actually sat directly opposite to her grandfather like a monster, as if she wanted to fight against them.
Jing Qian asked while wiping her hands: "What does Miss Jiang mean when she sneered at me? Don't you even wipe your hands before eating?"
Jiang Yuxi was choked up by Jing Qian's question, watching her wipe her hands gracefully, as if she could make flowers out of her enviably beautiful hands, a sense of destructive pleasure arose in her heart, and immediately Showing a more sarcastic smile, he asked:
"Jing Qian, why did I laugh at you? Don't you have any idea? Did you forget what happened this afternoon so quickly? Or do you want to take advantage of the injury on your head and tell me that you have lost your memory? Can't remember?"
As soon as Jiang Yuxi opened her mouth, she blocked the excuse that Jing Qian might be about to use next.
She couldn't believe that after such a thing happened, this slut who ate inside and outside could still stay in the Zhan family.
Jing Qian smiled slightly, "Miss Jiang may be disappointed, I only had a slight concussion, and no blood vessels were injured, let alone amnesia."
Jiang Yuxi laughed: "Disappointed? Why am I disappointed? Disappointed that you don't remember what happened in the afternoon? It's just good that you don't lose your memory. While grandpa is here, you should explain what happened in the afternoon to grandpa."
Jing Qian took a sip of the soup, and looked at Mr. Zhan with a calm and leisurely look: "Grandpa, there is one thing I don't quite understand."
The old man, who had been eating seriously and didn't seem to be affected in the slightest by the quarrel between the two, now gently wiped his mouth with a wet towel, and then looked at Jing Qian.
"What?"
"Back then you came to the door personally and said that you would help the third young master to marry me as the grandson-in-law. Did you really mean it? Or do you actually prefer Miss Jiang as the third young master's wife?"
"You and Li Chuan are a legal couple. I'm very happy that you can get together. As for Yuxi, I remember I introduced her identity to you."
"Oh, I hit my head today. I may have a concussion sequelae. I don't remember her identity very clearly."
I just said that I don't have amnesia, now I immediately say that I have sequelae of concussion! Facing this woman who opened her eyes and talked nonsense without any psychological burden, the whole room fell into a brief silence.
(end of this chapter)