Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Jiang Beijia squatted next to Jiang Jingjing, feeling so guilty that he didn't dare to look up at Jiang Jingjing for a moment.

His attitude really made Jiang Jingjing feel a little chilled, and more importantly, she understood that this man was not worthy of her trust.

Although Jiang Jingjing loves him, it doesn't mean that she is a stupid woman.

Since this road doesn't work, she has to make some plans for herself.

Pursing her lips, Jiang Jingjing's eyes were full of indifference: "Mr. Jiang, in that case, I can agree to what you said."

"But you must agree to a condition first."

"What conditions?"

Hearing Jiang Jingjing relent, Jiang Beijia nodded quickly: "As long as you can help me this time, I can give you anything."

"I probably won't stay with the Jiang family anymore. We will have nothing to do with each other in the future."

Jiang Beijia felt a trace of reluctance in his heart. There was nothing he could do about it. Mu Wanwan had already made trouble to this extent, so he had to make concessions.

"I need the best medical beauty hospital, compensation, and a small villa."

"These demands are not too much, considering my youth and my face, right?"

"Not too much, not too much."

Jiangbeijia immediately agreed: "Jingjing, I can give you all of this, as long as you remember to do as I said, do you understand?"

"I see."

Nodding, Jiang Jingjing stood up.

Looking at Jiang Beijia, Jiang Jingjing suddenly felt inexplicably funny.

She still had to tell Jiang Beijia some things to prevent him from being deceived too badly.

After loving him so much, Jiang Jingjing hopes Jiang Beijia can remember her kindness, and that's okay.

At least Jiang Beijia would leave a good impression on him when he occasionally remembered him in the future.

"Mr. Jiang, a reminder. Mu Wanwan may not have the support of the Mu family in the future. Maybe she will no longer be a member of the Mu family soon."

"what do you mean?"

Jiang Beijia asked in confusion: "Do you know something?"

"fine."

Curving her lips, Jiang Jingjing's eyes flashed with a trace of ambiguity: "Mr. Jiang, after meeting you like this, there are things I should tell you."

Looking down at the time, Jiang Beijia raised his hand: "I'll find you a mask and take you to the hospital first."

"No."

Jiang Jingjing shook her head, unusually calm: "We can't leave now."

"Why?"

Jiang Beijia didn't understand: "Why do you say it so strangely? Why can't you leave?"

"That's because...the door is locked."

Hearing this, Jiang Beijia's eyes widened in fright.

"what are you saying?"

"How can it be?"

Jiang Jingjing chuckled: "Mr. Jiang, if you don't believe it, you can go and have a look. The door has been locked."

Frowning, Jiang Beijia quickly rushed out of the bathroom and came to the door.

Sure enough, the door was locked.

After pressing the handrail a few times, Jiangbei Jia felt a chill in his heart.

Who arranged this?

Have they been tricked?

Who wants to harm them?

He Jiangbeijia didn't have many enemies at all, could it be Mu Nansheng?

Before she had time to think too much, Jiang Beijia took Jiang Jingjing back to the bathroom.

"You hide here for now, and I'll go take a look at Wanwan. I'll put you in place as soon as we get out."

After speaking, Jiang Beijia left Jiang Jingjing and went to the room.

Sitting blankly in the bathroom, Jiang Jingjing raised her hand to touch the gauze, raised the corners of her mouth sarcastically, and looked desolate.

Well deserved.

She shouldn't have fallen in love with such an unworthy person.

………………

"Wanwan."

After squatting down, Jiang Beijia took Mu Wanwan into his arms and patted her back.

"It's okay, it's okay. I've convinced her that you have nothing to do with this matter."

"Really?"

A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and Mu Wanwan tightly grasped Jiang Beijia's clothes.

"She agreed?"

"That's right."

Lowering his head and noticing the dried blood on Mu Wanwan's hands, Jiang Beijia frowned: "Wanwan, why didn't you wipe your hands?"

"I……"