Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

"Jiang Xinchen, where did you learn your upbringing? Who taught you to talk to your sister like this?!" Jiang Quan raised his hand, and was about to slap him in the face, but Yu Zhenling stopped him quickly.

Jiang Quan just raised his hand and took a cup and smashed it out, "Get out of here!"

In front of the old man, Jiang Quan held back his anger.

While comforting Jiang Quan, Yu Zhenling winked at Jiang Xinchen, "Go out soon?"

Jiang Xinchen was young and vigorous, only freshman in high school, in the period of youth rebellion, he glanced at Meng Fu and the old man, wanted to say something, but didn't dare to say any more, opened the door of the ward and went out, leaning against the wall.

The whole person is irritable and unhappy.

Jiang Xinran is very kind to him, even when the competition class is busy, she will find time to help him with tutoring...

From childhood to adulthood, many friends and classmates envied him for having such an excellent sister like Jiang Xinran.

Obviously the family is doing well, but there is Meng Fu on the way, and when he comes back, he acts like a monster, dropping out of school and going to the entertainment industry, and thinking of her, Jiang Xinchen, feels depressed and feels uncomfortable.

inside the room.

Meng Fu was still sitting on the edge of the bed. He was well-behaved and good-looking, and his honest look of neither fighting nor grabbing made the old man feel angry.

"Dad, Xinchen is still young, don't argue with him." Yu Zhenling poured a cup of tea for the old man, and said softly.

The old man didn't look up at her, but said lightly, "I'm already in high school, and I'm still so ignorant, how can I support my career in the future."

This sentence is heartbreaking.

No matter what the Jiang family said, the world was ruled by the old man, and his sentence "can't support the great cause" was a blow to Jiang Xinchen.

Yu Zhenling glanced at Meng Fu hurriedly, wanting her to say a few words for her.

However, Meng Fu still kept his eyebrows low and pleasing to the eye, looking a little dull.

Jiang Quan said that Meng Fu had been growing up outside and didn't understand the rules of a wealthy family. Yu Zhenling felt depressed. This was obviously because her IQ and EQ were not high. How could a sentence of ignorance sum it up?

If it was Jiang Xinran, she would know to appease the old man without opening her mouth, and she would never be like Meng Fu.

Yu Zhenling has taught Jiang Xinran carefully for so many years, and Jiang Xinran conforms to her wishes in everything. Even her brother's family likes Jiang Xinran, and she has gained some fame in the wealthy circle.

She even learned a bit of her brother's true biography, and the paintings she painted were sold at a price of more than 100,000 yuan.

On the other hand, Meng Fu didn't get close to her when he came back to Jiang's house, and even dropped out of school to go to the entertainment industry.

With Zhuyu in front, it was impossible for Yu Zhenling to level a bowl of water.

"Dad, I'll tell Xin Chen well, don't be angry, your body is the most important." Yu Zhenling lowered her eyes, still holding the tea upright.

In fact, Mr. Jiang can guess what Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinchen are thinking.

He reached out to take Yu Zhenling's tea, took a sip, and said, "Xin Chen is not young anymore."

Both Yu Zhenling and Jiang Quan listened to the old man as if they were being educated.

Seeing that the old man's anger gradually disappeared, Yu Zhenling breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Fu sat beside the old man's bed, looking at his wrist thoughtfully, she stood up: "Grandpa, I'm going to the bathroom."

Seeing Meng Fu push open the door and go out, then close the door again, Jiang Quan was a little bit bewildered.

The old man is a VIP ward with its own bathroom.

Why did Meng Fu go out?

However, Jiang Quan didn't have time to think too much, the old man leaned against the head of the bed, and said slowly, "When did you change her surname back? It's been two years, and I haven't held a banquet for her yet."

After Jiang Quan listened, he pondered for a while, "I also want to talk to you about this matter today. If we really hold a banquet, it will definitely have an impact on Xinran."

No matter how you say it, Jiang Xinran was brought up by them alone, although not their own, but it is better than their own.

"You know about the Tong family, old man." Jiang Quan sat on the chair just now, pondered for a while, and then said slowly, "The Tong family has never seen Fu'er until now, and this is already their attitude. .”

"This marriage..." Mr. Jiang sat up, frowning.

"I know, logically speaking, this marriage belongs to Fu'er, but you have to think about it, just like Fu'er, can she be the mistress of the Tong family?" Jiang Quan shook his head, "Who is the Tong family?" You also know that in the past we worked so hard to cultivate Xinran that the Tong family gave Xinran a high look and forced Mrs. Tong to nod."

Jiang Quan paused, and continued: "But you know what's going on with Fu'er. She doesn't want to go to high school, and she's arranged for a job in the company. She hasn't made any progress in the entertainment industry for two years. Even if she is really married to Tong's family In the end, you should know in your own mind whether to become an in-law or an enemy."

Yu Zhenling asked Jiang Quan to discuss these words with the old man last time, but Jiang Quan never found a chance.

After listening, Mr. Jiang also fell silent. He knew Meng Fu's current situation and life in Jiang's family might not be very good, so he kept thinking about the marriage contract of Tong's family.

But Jiang Quan's phrase "to be in-laws or enemies" really touched his heart.

Seeing Mr. Jiang's appearance, Jiang Quan knew that he had listened.

According to the current situation, Xinran can also enter Madam Tong's eyes.

If Meng Fu had been more aggressive, Jiang Quan might have put more thought into her and helped her win, but now it seemed that Jiang Quan didn't need to think much about choosing between Jiang Xinran and Meng Fu.

Thinking of this, Jiang Quan couldn't help sighing.

After watching Mr. Jiang, most of the people in the ward left.

"You go home too, I'll take you with me, remember to go to Judexuan for dinner tonight, your sister is here too." Jiang Quan left with Meng Fu, and wanted to drive with her.

Meng Fu's mask was still hanging on one side of his face. Hearing this, he obediently agreed, "Thank you, Dad." Forty yuan was saved.

Good-looking and good-looking.

Jiang Quan's heart softened instantly.

While letting the driver drive, he talked to her, "You, don't worry about your brother, he has a good relationship with Xinran..."

Chattering all the way, Meng Fu sat on the co-pilot, resting his chin on his hands, lazily saying, "Uncle, please go to No. 1 Middle School."

"No.1 Middle School?" The driver glanced at Jiang Quan in the rearview mirror.

Meng Fu pulled on his mask, "I rented a house there, so I won't go back to Jiang's house."

After getting into the car, her obedient expression became much colder, and the driver took a look at her.

Jiang Quan also felt guilty towards Meng Fu because of the Tong family's affairs, so he didn't ask her why she rented a house outside, and asked the driver to drive over.

Arrived at the rented area.

Jiang Quan couldn't help frowning, because of environmental problems, he went upstairs with Meng Fu to see her living conditions: "Why did you rent this place? How is the security here?"

Especially when he followed Meng Fu upstairs and found that there was no elevator and there was garbage on the stairway, Jiang Quan felt even more troubled.

"It's been rented for two years." Meng Fu replied.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the house, the opposite door opened, and the boy in the hat pulled the brim of his hat, still speaking concisely, no one looked at him: "Lend me some paint."

"Go in and get it yourself." Meng Fu opened the door.

The boy didn't look at anyone, didn't say hello, and went straight into Meng Fu's house.

Behind him, Jiang Quan looked inside the door and frowned: "Who is he? What kind of paint?"

"The one opposite, he ran out of paint, and the courier didn't deliver it to him, so ask me to borrow it." Meng Fu was still very indifferent, leaning against the door frame, and knocked on the door twice, "Hurry up."

Jiang Quan was taken aback, "Why do you have paint? Aren't you a trainee?"

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