Quickly wear the crazy batch of bosses, stop being lazy

He hesitated for a long time before he managed to squeeze out an excuse: "Well...well, it really happened suddenly. I was too concerned at the time and was only thinking about taking care of the injured Miss Zeng. In a moment of desperation, I carried her into my room. I really didn't pay attention to these details."

"You are still holding her?! Son-in-law, don't you take my young lady seriously at all?" The maid shouted angrily, and her angry expression seemed to be able to spit fire.

At this moment, a cold rebuke came from the carriage: "Okay! Qingfeng! No need to waste words with him anymore!" As the words fell, the curtain that was originally lifted up at one corner seemed to be pulled down by an invisible hand, and closed tightly with a "snap".

Then, the sound of the coachman whipping the horses could be heard. The horses' hooves flew and the carriage galloped away like an arrow. It was so fast that Jiang Qianmo could not catch up at all.

Jiang Qianmo looked at the carriage that was moving farther and farther away until it disappeared, feeling extremely anxious, but he could only watch helplessly.

He stood there gasping for breath, trying to calm his disordered breathing and panicked mood.

After a long time, when his breathing became a little calmer, he turned around reluctantly and walked slowly back along the way he came with heavy steps.

At this moment, he knew very well that if he could not properly deal with the affairs at home first, his wife would never forgive him and come back with him.

Time passed quietly in anxiety and uneasiness, and no one knew how much time had passed before Jiang Qianmo finally staggered back to the gate of the Jiang Mansion in a disheveled state.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, the butler came up to him in a hurry, bowed and said, "Master, the master wants to see you."

Hearing this, Jiang Qianmo did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and responded quickly, then followed the butler and walked quickly towards where Jiang's father was.

When he arrived in front of Jiang's father, he saw Jiang's father sitting upright on the armchair, his face gloomy, his sharp eyes coldly squinting at Jiang Qianmo, and he asked in a low and majestic voice: "Where on earth have you been? Why did you come back like this?"

Jiang Qianmo's face was instantly filled with embarrassment. He subconsciously reached out his hand and gently scratched the back of his head. His eyes wandered around, as if looking for a corner where he could escape this embarrassing situation.

Finally, his eyes fell on a chair not far away, as if that chair was his only life-saving straw at the moment.

So he walked over quickly and was about to sit down on the chair. However, at this moment, Jiang's father's thunderous roar rang out again: "What are you sitting on! You rebellious son, kneel down!"

Jiang Qianmo trembled all over, and his butt, which was about to touch the chair, retracted as if he had been electrocuted. Then he bent his knees and fell to the ground with a plop.

He lowered his head, not daring to look his father in the eye, and muttered, "Dad, it's all my fault. I made Yu'er angry and went back to her parents' home! I promise you that after I have dealt with all the mess at home, I will go to your house in person to take Yu'er back. Please calm down, Dad."

"Ha!" Jiang's father sneered, his face full of disappointment, "With your stupid pig-like brain, what can you handle?"

At this point, Jiang's father was so angry that he pointed his finger at Jiang Qianmo's nose and cursed, "I, Jiang Fuhai, have always been upright, wise and brave, but how could I give birth to such a stupid son like you? You didn't even realize that you were being plotted against!"

Hearing this, Jiang Qianmo could not help but be stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He looked up at his father blankly and asked in confusion: "Dad, you...what did you just say? Who plotted against me?"

"Hmph!" Jiang's father snorted again, then took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and told Jiang Qianmo everything he had forced out of the bandits.

Upon hearing his old father's words, Jiang Qianmo's eyes widened instantly, and he was completely dumbfounded as if he had been struck by lightning.

His lips trembled, his face full of disbelief, and he stammered, "This... This is impossible! Dad, are you mistaken?"

Father Jiang glared at him fiercely and scolded him angrily: "Humph, you little bastard, you just know how to be confused all day long!

Why don't you use your stupid brain to think about it carefully? Those are desolate mountains and wilderness. How could a delicate and weak woman like her be alone in a place like that?

And what a coincidence, it just popped up at the critical moment? Isn't there something fishy going on here?"

Jiang Qianmo's mind was in a mess as he listened to his father's questioning.

Yes, why had he never thought about these questions before?

For a moment, he stood there blankly, speechless.

"Dad, I...I really don't know." Jiang Qianmo had a look of regret and guilt on his face, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's hum.

"That's enough! Stop talking to me here! You've caused trouble yourself, so go and solve it yourself!

If you can't bring Xiaoyu back to me safely from her parents' home, I'll break your legs!" Father Jiang frowned and shouted sternly.

Jiang Qianmo was stared at by his father's sharp and majestic eyes. He trembled with fear. He subconsciously reached out and touched his legs, then nodded repeatedly, like pounding garlic.

After leaving Jiang's father, Jiang Qianmo trotted all the way back to his own yard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he didn't even have time to take a breath, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Someone come! Someone come quickly! Hurry and carry Zeng Youlan out of the room! Move quickly!"

Zeng Youlan, who was carried out with the bed sheets and quilts, was completely stunned. She stared blankly at everything in front of her, and her eyes finally fell on Jiang Qianmo who was standing in the middle of the yard.

Zeng Youlan bit her pale lips fiercely, her eyes instantly flushed, her face full of grievance, and she said tenderly: "Brother Qianmo, what happened? Why did it become like this?"

When the voice of "Brother Qianmo" reached his ears, Jiang Qianmo felt his whole body tremble involuntarily. He suppressed the extreme discomfort in his heart and said with a gloomy face: "Miss Zeng is really scheming! Haha! Someone come! Throw this woman out of the house immediately!"