He was on fire at the apex of Yan Ye's heart

Jiang Wanlu received the news later. She was abroad. After receiving the news, she hurriedly asked the director for a leave of absence and returned to the Shanghai stock market.

She and Fu Baohan went to Gu's house with a gift.

Yue Huai hadn't been active for the past few days, sleeping for most of the whole day.

When Jiang Wanlu arrived, he had just woken up, his face was pale, expressionless, and his dark eyes were unreasonably deep.

When Jiang Wanlu saw him, his eyes turned red, he handed the gift to Gu Yunlan, and hugged him into his arms.

The voice choked.

"Xiao Huai, don't feel bad, your grandpa has gone to heaven, he must be doing well in heaven."

Her bosom was soft and smelled sweet.

Yue Huai paused, relaxed her body, and hummed lightly.

In fact, he is not very sad. He has lived for hundreds of years and experienced too many life and death, so he has already looked down on such things.

But grandpa is different, he is the first person who treats him unconditionally and protects him after his rebirth.

Jiang Wanlu rubbed his head distressedly again, and reproached him: "I heard from your father that you haven't eaten properly these days, so what's the matter? I just came back, so let's go out to eat together, okay?"

Yue Huai was not in a good mood, when she looked up, she saw Jiang Wanlu's earnest and worried eyes, and nodded, "Yes."

Jiang Wanlu asked Fu Bohan to book a private room in Xingchen Pavilion.

A group of people plan to go there together.

Yan Chen took out his coat and put it on Yue Huai, pinching his fingers tenderly with warm palms.

With peach blossom eyes lowered, her voice is gently coaxing.

"I'll order some pork liver porridge later, to help you replenish."

Yuehuai's cold eyes finally had emotions, and she took her hand back, saying lazily, "It's unpalatable."

He doesn't like to eat offal.

Yan Chen bent her lower lip.

A group of people went to Xingchen Pavilion, but Gu Suen didn't go. She was actually a little scared. The last time she stayed in the detention center for half a month, she couldn't bear to live.

Therefore, for Shang Yuehuai, he could hide as much as he could.

Gu Yunlan knew it in his heart, and told her a few words, but he didn't force it.

The Xingchen Pavilion is full of seats no matter what, and it seems a little noisy.

After entering the box, Jiang Wanlu handed the menu to Yue Huai, "Aunt Jiang treats guests, order whatever you want."

In fact, Yuehuai didn't have much of an appetite. It might be because she had consumed too much spiritual energy, and her whole body was exhausted after being overdrawn.

He randomly ordered two dishes and returned the menu to Jiang Wanlu.

Jiang Wanlu didn't say anything, just smiled and said, "Since everyone is here, let's order all their popular dishes and try them all."

There are a lot of popular dishes, there are more than a dozen of them, and there are six of them in total, which is actually a bit wasteful.

But did not refuse.

They all have the same idea, hoping that Yuehuai can eat two more bites.

Before the food was served, Jiang Wanlu went to the bathroom.

At the same time, Ji Xiaozhen also came to Xingchen Pavilion.

She made an appointment with Huo Nanzhou's mother, Fang Anting.

The Yue family has been miserable recently. Under the deliberate suppression by Yan Chen, Yue Guyuan and Long Yu, various businesses have gone wrong.

Now the Yue family is an existence that all the upper class in the Shanghai stock market can't avoid.

To be able to ask Fang Anting out, she used Bai Wan's relationship. For this reason, she gave Bai Wan a lot of gifts, and those gifts were all her dowry.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiaozhen couldn't help pinching her fingers tightly, smiling at Fang Anting and said, "Sister Fang, our Ji Ting said that as long as you are willing to cooperate with our company, he can make his own decisions and give up five share the profit."

Fang Anting pinched the teacup with her Danko-dyed fingers, and drank the tea calmly, with a haughty look on her face.

"Mrs. Yue, I'm not talking about you. It's not good for you to offend anyone. You want to offend Yuehuai. Let alone mentioning that he is your biological son, even if he is an adopted son, you did it too quickly."

In the past, Ji Xiaozhen would have turned his back on being criticized face to face like this, but at this time he could only endure it.

Not only endured, but also had to apologize.

"It's true that we did something wrong, but we didn't expect his methods to be so ruthless."

Fang Anting put down the teacup and took a look at Ji Xiaozhen, "Forget it, it's not convenient for me to talk about your family affairs. But I may not be able to help you with the matter of cooperation."

Not to mention that the Yue family was not as good as them in the first place, now everyone in the Shanghai market does not know that the Yue family is already stinky, and if they get involved, they will only end up with a fishy body.

Ji Xiaozhen's lips trembled, "Sister Fang, do you think the five-cent profit is not enough? Then...[-]%, how about the head office?"

Fang Anting couldn't help but find it funny, "Mrs. Yue, haven't you figured out the situation yet? It's not a matter of profit. Whoever helps you now will suffer."

She is a businessman, and they all say that businessmen can't get up early without profit, but the premise is that life is still alive, and life is gone. What's the use of this profit?

The blood on Ji Xiaozhen's face faded in an instant, and he was still struggling desperately, "Then nine points, we only keep one point, okay?"

Fang Anting's eyebrows twitched, "I'm embarrassed that you are so sincere. If that's the case, let's give it [-] points, but I have one condition, we must participate in the scientific research on the Yue family's side."

Patriarch Yue is engaged in the electronics industry, and the core technology is scientific research. If Fang Anting participates, there will be nothing left.

But if Fang Anting was not allowed to participate, they would have nothing.

Ji Xiaozhen felt a sense of desperation, "I can't make the decision on this matter."

Fang Anting smiled, and Shi Shiran stood up, "After Mrs. Yue and Mr. Yue have discussed it, it will not be too late for us to cooperate. It is getting late, and I have something to do, so I will leave first."

Ji Xiaozhen nodded numbly, got up, and sent her out.

The place where the two are located is also a box, which happens to be quite close to the bathroom.

As soon as I went out, I saw a curvaceous woman coming out of it.

Ji Xiaozhen only took one look, then turned her gaze away, she had something on her mind, she didn't have the energy to pay attention to other people at all.

But Fang Anting who was beside her suddenly brightened her eyes and walked over quickly.

"Mrs. Fu, why are you here? Are you here for dinner?"

Her attitude was outrageous, and the arrogance she had when facing Ji Xiaozhen faded away.

Ji Xiaozhen felt extremely uncomfortable, and the fingertips holding the handbag turned white.

Jiang Wanlu raised his eyes and looked at Fang Anting, "Who are you?"

Fang Anting smiled enthusiastically, "I am Fang Anting, and I met you and Mr. Fu at a banquet a few years ago."

Jiang Wanlu didn't think about it, she met too many people every day, it was impossible to remember everyone.

She nodded politely, "Hello."

After she finished speaking, she subconsciously glanced behind Fang Anting, and narrowed her eyes when she saw Ji Xiaozhen.

Fang Anting noticed it, and she was a little puzzled, but she didn't think too much, "Mrs. Fu, it's rare to see you once. I wonder if you can do me a favor and have a cup of tea together."

Indeed, she only met Jiang Wanlu once at the banquet. At that time, Jiang Wanlu was with Fu Baohan, and from his mouth, she knew Fu Baohan's identity.

The patriarch of the ancient martial arts world has no power, but is very powerful, and he is the existence that all the upper class curry favor with.

Jiang Wanlu flatly refused, "I have something to do today, it's inconvenient, let's make an appointment next time."

Fang Anting was very sorry, but she didn't bother, "Then we have to do it next time."

Jiang Wanlu nodded, took another look at Ji Xiaozhen, and walked away.

Fang Anting watched her leave, then turned her head to look at Ji Xiaozhen, "Do you know this woman?"

Ji Xiaozhen always felt that Jiang Wanlu looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it. Hearing this, he came back to his senses, "It looks familiar."

Fang Anting handed the bag to the assistant who came over, and returned to her superior appearance, and cast a disdainful glance at Ji Xiaozhen.

"It's normal for you to feel familiar, she's a star."

A flash of disdain subconsciously flashed in Ji Xiaozhen's heart, but thinking of Fang Anting's attitude, she felt something was wrong.

"Just a star?"

Fang Anting sneered, "I really don't know Mrs. Yue? She is Fu Bohan's wife. You always know Fu Bohan, right? The Patriarch of the Ancient Martial Arts Realm. Her maiden name is Jiang Wanlu."

Ji Xiaozhen's pupils constricted for a while, "Ancient Wujie?"

Of course, she has heard of the ancient martial arts world. If there are two other forces in Huaguo that can rival the Yue family's family, one is the ancient medical world, and the other is the ancient martial arts world.

The woman just now turned out to be the wife of the Patriarch of the Ancient Martial Arts World, no wonder Fang Anting's attitude was so enthusiastic.

But...why does this Jiang Wanlu look so familiar?

Until returning to the car, Ji Xiaozhen was still thinking about this problem, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and finally remembered.

Her breathing involuntarily became rapid.

She remembered that Jiang Wanlu seemed to be Yuehuai's mother, she had seen her last time when she held a parent-teacher meeting for Yize.

At that time, Jiang Wanlu had a good relationship with Yuehuai.

So...they didn't just mess with Yue Guyuan and Yan Chen, but also the ancient martial arts world? !

Ji Xiaozhen's fingers trembled, as if falling into an ice cellar, her whole body became icy cold.

She came home in a daze, sat on the sofa, and couldn't recover for a long time.

She didn't react until she heard Yuechuhe calling her, and she lowered her expression, "Chuhe, what's wrong?"

After finishing speaking, she saw the suitcase in Yuechuhe's hand, and subconsciously frowned, "What are you doing with the suitcase?"

Yue Chuhe was dressed all in black, with a piece of tulle pinned to his sleeve, his handsome eyebrows and eyes looked very heavy.

"I'm going to South Africa."

Ji Xiaozhen's expression changed immediately, "What are you doing there? It's so backward over there, not to mention there's no business from our Yue family over there."

Yue Chuhe's expression was very serious, "I have already left Yueshi, and I have handed over all the work in hand to Xiao Li. If Dad is unclear about anything, just ask Xiao Li."

Ji Xiaozhen had a premonition of something, and her eyes widened, "Yuechuhe, what do you mean? You want to leave me and your dad? At this time?! Why did you do this? Could it be that your dad and I are sorry for you?"

A flash of pain flashed between Yue Chuhe's brows, and he regained his firmness in an instant, "You didn't forgive me, but what you did to Yue Huai disgusted me. If I didn't leave you, I'm not sure if I would be like that. Like my younger brother, I chose to leave."

More importantly, he used to be one of them, as long as he thought of what he had done and said to Yuehuai, he would be disgusted by himself.

In this case, he can only choose to leave.

After he finished speaking, he walked out with his suitcase.

Ji Xiaozhen cried and yelled to stop her, but she didn't.

She slumped and sat on the ground, feeling for the first time what it means to be in pain.