Married but heartbroken Mr. Jiang can't see the light

"The mouth on the face is for talking, not for smelling." Tang Ran looked at him coldly: "I don't know how to use it, but I can give it to those who need it."

"Still so eloquent."

Jiang Chen sneered, sat swaggeringly on the armrest of the sofa, and taunted Tang Ran: "That's why the old man went to the hospital to teach you a lesson, right? Brother, you have worked so hard to get where you are today, don't let a woman delay you." Since she is so disobedient, let's change her, there are more women who can have children."

"Get out." Jiang Ze didn't even bother to talk nonsense to him.

Jiang Chen has always been able to bend and stretch.

He laughed, ignored Jiang Ze, and continued to find fault: "Heirs are different. If we touch fish at work, the old man will be angry. But you can bring people over to touch casually... Tsk tsk tsk, I really envy people."

When he spoke, he deliberately used a disgusting way, looking Tang Ran up and down.

Of course, I didn't really have any intentions, but I just wanted to annoy her.

After all, she is a person who needs to be hospitalized to protect her pregnancy and can't walk. If she gets angry with herself and really lets her child die in the company, both she and Jiang Ze will be disgusted by her grandfather.

Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?
But unexpectedly, it was not Tang Ran who was angry, but Jiang Ze.

He grabbed a pen casually and threw it over: "You don't want your eyes anymore?"

The pen was not capped, and when it was dropped, it stuck on Jiang Chen's shoulder, leaving a patch of ink on his clothes before falling to the ground.

"I'm just looking at it, as for doing it?" Jiang Chen chuckled, bent down to pick up the pen, twirled it in his hand, grabbed it violently, and stabbed Tang Ran's face.

Tang Ran was startled, and immediately grabbed the pillow to block herself.

Jiang Ze also ran out from behind the desk immediately.

When the pen was ten centimeters away from the cushion, Jiang Chen stopped.

He looked up at Jiang Ze with a gloomy face, and laughed: "I'm just kidding, brother, don't be so nervous.

What can a pen do... poof! "

Jiang Ze kicked him in the heart and sent him flying two meters away.

Jiang Chen lay on his side on the ground, sucking in the pain so badly that he couldn't breathe out for a long time.

And the pen that he held in his hand happened to be stuck in his palm.

"I don't have the habit of joking." Jiang Ze stepped forward, rubbed his foot on the back of his hand, and pierced the pen deeper: "Anyone who jokes with me will have to pay the price."

"Jiang Ze!!" Jiang Chen yelled ferociously: "Get away from me! Otherwise, I won't let you go!"

"How can you not let me go?" Jiang Ze sneered, glanced at him, and kicked him to the wall: "I can bear the provocation, but you shouldn't scare my wife."

After he finished speaking, he called his assistant, and asked someone to drag Jiang Chen, who was dying of pain, directly out, and threw him into the corridor.

Jiang Chen was hit twice in a row, curled up into a ball in pain, unable to move at all.

People who came and went, no one dared to go to help, but some people quietly took photos and shared them in various small groups.

This time, Jiang Chen was completely ashamed.

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. After he came out of the hospital, he went straight back to the old house and sued Mr. Jiang.

But this situation has already been reported to Mr. Jiang.

He looked at Jiang Chen, who was being supported by someone, who was walking slowly while holding his chest, with a disgusted expression, "It's just such a trivial matter, is it worth you to come and complain to me?"

Jiang Chen really couldn't figure it out, and his tone was not so respectful: "We are brothers, he beat me up in the company and threw me into the corridor, how could it be a trivial matter?

Grandpa, I know you are biased, but you shouldn't go too far! "

Mr. Jiang raised his eyes and looked at him: "Then tell me, what should I do to be fair?"