The queen's wife is too sultry

Jiang's house is brightly lit,

Standing outside Jiang Tingyue's study, Diego heard Jiang Tingyue's furious scolding, and his heart trembled.

He was holding tea, but he couldn't go in for a long time.

And his bad premonition tonight finally happened.

As soon as Jiang Yansen and Qiao Jingxian left, the people Jiang Tingyue sent to follow Jiang Jingting brought back bad news.

Jiang Jingting was recalled, and after entering the study, he never came out again.

Inside the study.

Grandpa and grandson stand opposite each other.

Jiang Tingyue stared coldly at his most trusted and proud grandson, his eyes were full of disappointment and anger:
"If the people I sent over didn't find out, how long are you going to keep it from me?"

Jiang Jingting stood upright, like a lonely and proud Bai Song, with his eyes downcast and silent.

"Jiang Jingting, speak!"

Seeing him so stubborn, Jiang Tingyue sneered, "If you don't explain this clearly, you will never see Ye Zhen again."

Hearing "Ye Zhen", Jiang Jingting's expression finally relaxed a little.

He raised his eyes, the line of his jaw was sharp and cold, and his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

After a while, he said calmly, "As you can see, I have nothing to say."

Nothing to say?

Jiang Tingyue laughed back in anger, "I have nothing to say!"

"How dare you kill your brother-in-law with a gun, Jiang Jingting, you are worthy of being the heir I brought out, and you are becoming more and more courageous in doing things!"

Regarding his angry ridicule, Jiang Jingting's face was not disturbed at all:

"Grandpa, this is the end of the matter, you don't need to talk too much."

"You fart!" Jiang Tingyue spat fiercely, with ferocious and rough eyes, "I, Jiang Jingting, thought you were very promising, but now, for a woman, not only dare to plot against me, but also dare to kill my own relatives, you Is this how to repay my kindness to you!"

His eyes were reddish, his chest heaved violently, and even the meridians in his neck were protruding:
"Tell me, is there anything you dare not do now!"

Jiang Jingting lowered his eyes, his face was slightly pale, like cold jade.

He said calmly, "I just want to be with Zhen Zhen."

"With her?" Jiang Tingyue seemed to have heard a joke, "Whether you can be with her, you know in your heart!"

"You don't want face anymore, the Jiang family wants more, the Jiang family can't afford to lose you!"

Hearing this, Jiang Jingting stared at him motionlessly, with a stern look in his eyes, "If I don't become the president of RC, if I'm with Zhen Zhen, then it has nothing to do with the Jiang family?"

Jiang Tingyue's pupils contracted violently, astonishment, shock, disappointment, and anger all passed through his eyes one by one.

He said coldly, "Say what you just said again."

"I said." Jiang Jingting said with a blank expression, "If I don't become the president of RC, will I just—"

"Snapped--"

A loud slap interrupted him.

Diego outside the door heard the voice and could barely hold the tea in his hand.

Jiang Jingting's face was turned away from the blow, his white jade-like face quickly became red and swollen, and the slap marks were clearly visible.

A trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth, coquettish and dazzling.

Jiang Tingyue's face twisted into a furious lion, his right hand trembled slightly, and there was a burning pain in his palm.

That palm used all his strength.

He stared at Jiang Jingting, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, as if he was about to swallow him alive, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth:

"Say it again!"

Jiang Jingting turned his face slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his black eyes like ink were deep and haughty, revealing a sense of indifference:
"You can hit me however you want, but don't touch my face, I don't want Zhenzhen to worry."

"you--"

Hearing this, Jiang Tingyue's chest suddenly burst with blood.

It never occurred to him that his most proud grandson would become an out-and-out lunatic for a woman, without any reason at all.

There seemed to be sparks in his eyes, and he raised his right hand furiously, and swung it at his face again.

Jiang Jingting closed his eyes, he had already heard the palm wind coming towards him.

For a moment, the imaginary pain did not go away.

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Tingyue's hand was resting less than one centimeter from his cheek.

Jiang Jingting was stunned.

After a while, Jiang Tingyue slowly retracted his hand, turned his back to him, and his voice was as heavy as a boulder:
"Get out, I don't want to see you."

Jiang Jingting clenched his fists, wanted to say something but couldn't say it after all.

Jiang Tingyue meant more to him than his parents.

Not parents, better than parents.

On the way from a naive child to a mature man, he has always played the role of a strict teacher and helpful friend in Jiang Jingting's life.

Without him, there would be no Jiang Jingting today.

But maybe even he didn't expect that the heir he had personally trained would be so paranoid and stubborn in his bones.

So much so that the moment he waved his palm, there was incomparable regret and bitterness in his heart.

Knowing that Jiang Jingting was still standing behind him, he was silent for a while, and said coldly:

"You'd better pray that Li Feng is safe and sound. As for Ye Zhen, she is Li Feng's daughter. I will never allow you to be with her. You should die."

Jiang Jingting's body trembled, without saying a word, he left the study with heavy steps.

As soon as he opened the door, Diego's anxious and worried face came into view, "Master, are you okay—"

Jiang Jingting shook his head, "It's fine."

Looking at his red and swollen face, Diego felt very distressed, but he didn't know what to say.

He has stayed in Jiang's family for decades, and he knows Jiang Jingting's heart best. This child is calm and wise, and never let Jiang Tingyue worry about him, let alone beat him.

But just now, Jiang Tingyue made a move, one can imagine how angry he was.

Everything that happened today was so unexpected and hasty that even Diego couldn't digest it for a while.

He couldn't imagine that fate would play tricks on people like this.

"Young master, let me ask someone to apply ice to you."

"No need." Jiang Jingting pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "Diego, go in and see grandpa."

Diego couldn't bear it, sighed, and watched him leave in a daze.

Jiang Jingting walked slowly to the first floor with heavy steps. He felt a scorching pain on his cheek, but he didn't care about it.

Suddenly, the door of the Jiang family was opened, and a slender figure slowly came into view.

Looking at each other, Jiang Jingting's blood seemed to be frozen, unable to move.

Ye Zhen walked towards him step by step, every step was like stepping on his heart with the tip of a knife, the pain made him unable to breathe.

Such a short distance, but it seems like a century.

He was so close that he could clearly see her red eyes and the tears on her cheeks. He finally couldn't restrain the surging emotions in his body. When he wanted to reach out and hug her, he heard her hoarse voice:

"Jing Ting, let's talk."