The queen's wife is too sultry

In the garden of the Jiang family's old house, both grandparents and grandchildren held pruning shears and trimmed the holly in front of them.

Jiang Tingyue bent over for a long time, and when he straightened his back again, he felt a little sore. The servant at the side saw him frowning, and immediately reached out to help him, but he waved away the servant's hand.

"When you return to London this time, besides asking me about Li Feng, you have other things to do."

Jiang Tingyue took a deep breath, and handed the scissors to the servant, who put on a cashmere cloak for him.

"Hurry up if you have anything to say, I'm going to Iceland with my old friend in a few days, and I don't have time to solve the mess for you."

The grandparents and grandchildren walked in the towering and luxuriant birch forest, the soil under their feet was soft, mixed with the cold and fresh fragrance after the rain.

The wind blows the trees, and there is a "rustling" sound, and the coldness hits, adding a sense of desolation and desolation.

The water droplets hovering on the leaves scrambled to fall, and landed on Jiang Jingting's cheek, which was not covered by an umbrella, and then slid down his cheek, disappearing into the black and brown soil.

Jiang Jingting followed behind Jiang Tingyue. From his angle, Jiang Tingyue's graying silver hair could be seen at a glance.

Even though his aura is still majestic and oppressive, even though his body is still healthy enough to roam around, Jiang Jingting still clearly understands that this person who accompanied and taught him since he was five years old has gradually entered into old age.

He whispered, "I'm here for Zhenzhen."

Jiang Tingyue stood with his hands behind his back. There was no expression on his ravine face, and his simple and solemn eyes were shining with wisdom.

He took a look at Jiang Jingting, "You want to marry her?"

"Yes."

What he admitted was so straightforward and firm, as if he had been planning this matter for many years, so that Jiang Tingyue couldn't think of any rebuttal words for a while.

After a while, Jiang Tingyue turned his head and said in a deep voice, "You should know what kind of background your wife should be in the Jiang family, and what kind of benefits your wife can bring to the family."

"Obviously, Ye Zhen doesn't have such a bargaining chip in her hand."

Before Jiang Jingting could reply, he continued as he walked: "Of course, I know that girl saved you, and I can understand that you have unusual feelings for her, but when it comes to such a big matter as marriage, I hope you can keep a calm head , distinguish your feelings for her."

Although the servant who held the umbrella for him didn't know who Ye Zhen was, judging from the old man's attitude of not directly agreeing, he obviously rejected the young master's request.

The reason why Jiang Tingyue directly refused was because he knew his grandson too well. Sure enough, after walking a few steps, a calm voice came from behind him:
"Grandpa, I didn't expect that in your eyes, I am a person who can't even distinguish my own emotions."

Jiang Tingyue frowned, turned to look at him, and waited for his next words.

Jiang Jingting put his hands in his belt, and said calmly: "From the first time I saw Ye Zhen, what I thought about was how to turn her into my wife, not how to repay her for saving my life."

"It doesn't matter whether you are born or what benefits you can bring to the family, these bargaining chips that you value are not worth mentioning in my eyes."

"I love her, that's her biggest bargaining chip."

When he said this, the expression on Jun's face was clearly calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary and normal thing.

But in Jiang Tingyue's ears, he could hear a rock-solid determination and will that defied all others.

It seems that Ye Zhen is the only option in his life.

External interference and oppression are futile to him.

"Love? The word is new."

Jiang Tingyue was noncommittal, and continued to walk forward. Seeing that he was struggling to walk on the dirt, the servant handed him the crutch.

"Jing Ting, don't you find it ridiculous to talk about love in a family like ours?"

"It's true that your father loves your mother very much, but in the beginning, I appointed your father to marry the Qiao family, isn't it also out of interest?"

"Perhaps your father thought I was wrong at the time and complained that I was too arbitrary and domineering, but for so many years, didn't he and your mother have a good life? Even because the interests of Jiang Qiao's family were tied together, their marriage was going to be difficult. more solid."

"Do you dare to say that Yansen doesn't love your mother?"

Jiang Jingting frowned, apparently disapproving of his grandfather's words.

"It is me, the president, that determines whether RC can go further, not what kind of woman I marry."

Jiang Tingyue glanced at him lightly, and reminded: "Don't forget, back in London, without the help of the Qiao family, RC would not have been able to gain a foothold in London so quickly."

The meaning of his words is already very clear. Being in a wealthy family, the first starting point of all actions is always the interests of the family and the company, and the second is the individual.

Jiang Jingting's expression became more and more serious, his black eyes gleamed coldly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he stood behind Jiang Tingyue without saying a word.

Perhaps it was because he could clearly see his emotions and anger in front of someone he trusted.

Jiang Tingyue sighed. Although he knew that what he said just now was too selfish and ruthless for this grandson he had always been optimistic about, it was not that he hadn't been vaccinated beforehand.

When Jiang Jingting was very young, Jiang Tingyue told him that his marriage was not in his own hands, and all the education he received was how to maintain the interests of the Jiang family and RC's huge family business empire.

But no one expected that Ye Zhen would suddenly appear in his step-by-step life.

"If you really do what you want and marry Ye Zhen into the Jiang family, do you know how many people in the Jiang family's board of directors will jump out and oppose you?"

"Not to mention Ye Zhen, who didn't have enough capital to stay in the Jiang family. Do you know how much criticism she will suffer? Are you willing to do all of this?"

Jiang Jingting twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Jiang Tingyue sarcastically, "It seems that you and mother have the same thoughts."

"However." He paused, and said with a sneer: "It's not that there is no one in my mother's mind. I would like to ask, do you think the same about Gu Ai as she does?"

Jiang Tingyue was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes randomly, his eyes darkened, "The Gu family."

"Gu Ai's grandfather is George Dawson, don't you know?"

"If it wasn't for him back then, the Jiang family wouldn't have been forced to move to London. I'll keep this old account for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tingyue's expression was finally no longer as indifferent as before, his vicissitudes of eyes were covered with a layer of gloom, and the aura around him instantly sank.

"Is what you said true?"

Jiang Jingting nodded slightly, "Since the candidate in her heart is Gu Qian, father must know about it. Tell me, did father forget who was the culprit for my uncle's disappearance?"