Rebirth of the Spoiled Wife

Chapter 1257 Beijia, are you injured?

"Aunt An."

His face was slightly pale, Jiang Beijia was wet all over, and his hair was messy, with a lot of it sticking tightly to his forehead.

The well-tailored suit was also stained by the rain, and Jiang Beijia looked very lethargic.

Shocked, An Yazhi quickly held Jiang Beijia's arm.

"Beijia, what's wrong with you? Did you go to get caught in the rain?"

Jiang Beijia just shook his head and said nothing.

An Yazhi was so distressed that she grabbed Jiang Beijia's left arm tightly: "Beijia, why don't you first—"

Before An Yazhi could finish her words, Jiang Beijia immediately exclaimed in pain and threw An Yazhi's hand away.

"hiss--"

An Yazhi was slightly stunned, not knowing what happened.

Noticing the movement at the entrance, Mrs. Jiang stood up and walked over.

"what happens?"

Seeing Jiang Beijia covering her arm and a small pool of blood on the entrance floor, An Yazhi suddenly understood what happened.

"Beijia, are you injured?"

Jiang Beijia said nothing and slowly shook his head.

After hearing this, Mrs. Jiang pursed her lips: "Beijia, are you really injured?"

An Yazhi hurriedly turned around, pushed Mrs. Jiang away without thinking about anything, and muttered: "Medicine box! Medicine box!"

Caught off guard, Mrs. Jiang was pushed by An Yazhi and hit the cabinet directly.

"lady!"

Seeing this, the servant on the side quickly helped Mrs. Jiang and asked with concern: "Madam, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Mrs. Jiang's face was slightly ugly, and she looked directly at An Yazhi, who was still rummaging through the medicine box anxiously.

"An Yazhi, what are you doing?"

As soon as these words came out, An Yazhi suddenly woke up. Realizing her reckless behavior just now and the fact that she was almost exposed, An Yazhi glanced at Mrs. Jiang with a guilty conscience.

"Sorry, ma'am. I was too anxious."

Ignoring her, Mrs. Jiang glanced at Jiang Beijia, who was still standing in the entrance hall, and spoke calmly.

"Come here first, your father has something to discuss with you."

"yes."

Jiang Beijia didn't dare to resist and went straight to the living room.

An Yazhi on the side knew the seriousness of the matter and was so anxious that she quickly followed him.

In the living room, Father Jiang was still sitting on the sofa without saying a word, but the expression on his face showed that he was in a very bad mood.

"Father."

Regarding this father who had always been strict with him, Jiang Beijia knew clearly why he came to see her today.

Glancing at Jiang Beijia, who had his head lowered, Father Jiang's eyes flashed with a dark light and he snorted coldly.

"You still know how to come back? How much trouble have you caused for me outside!"

"Do you know how much financial and material resources the company has spent because of you?"

"Know."

Jiang Beijia's tone was a little low: "I did something wrong this time and let down my father and the directors of the company."

"You still know?"

Father Jiang's tone was very bad, his eyes were contemptuous, and his voice was always dignified.

"You are just an old man who cannot be helped. You fail in success and fail more than you can."

"In this design competition, everything you promised me seems to be false."

"Father, I——"

"Don't argue with me now."

Jiang's father continued disdainfully: "Look at the woman you are looking for. As a well-known fashion designer, she is reduced to relying on plagiarism to participate in competitions."

"What's so good about that woman?"

Jiang's father's tone became more and more gloomy: "How can such a vicious and stupid woman be worthy of becoming the future mistress of our Jiang family?"

After a moment of silence, Jiang Beijia nodded and acknowledged what Father Jiang said.

"You are right, I am too stupid to choose this woman."

"You know what's going on." Jiang's father said in a cold tone, "I know you're stupid."

Enduring the intense pain in his arms and his father's humiliation, Jiang Beijia lowered his head and said nothing.

"I told you back then that your future heir must be born to a woman from a wealthy family."

"We are businessmen, and the most important thing is profit. Do you understand?"

"The Jiang family needs development, so marriage is the best way."

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang clenched her hands tightly and her lips trembled slightly, as if she thought of something bad.

"Father, I remember this."

"Do you remember?"

Father Jiang stood up with a sinister look in his eyes: "But you didn't do what I told you to do."

"I want you to get close to Mu Nansheng, get the Mu family's crest, and naturally become part of the Mu family's heirs."

"But you didn't do what I said. Instead, you fell in love with that adopted daughter."

"I advised you to have less contact with that Mu Wanwan before, but how did you agree to me? Do you still remember?"

"Remember."

Jiang Beijia nodded. Although his tone was a little unwilling, he had to admit: "It's my fault. I was too confident."

"They said that if Mu Wanwan wins the competition and cooperates with Jiang, it will bring us dividends. Now it's better. If she loses, she loses. She actually lost so ugly."

"How can such an adopted daughter with bad conduct become the real mistress of the Jiang family in the future?"

Lowering his head, Jiang Beijia didn't say anything and closed his eyes, feeling unusually calm.

After taking a puff of his cigar, Father Jiang waved his hand: "Forget it, let's just make the mistake."

Mrs. Jiang frowned in confusion, hearing the metaphor in Father Jiang's words, and said sharply: "What do you mean?"

"What else could I mean?"

Father Jiang asked without hesitation, his voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger.

"Your son has caused me so much trouble now. All my plans have failed and everything has been lost. Can't I think of some countermeasures?"

"What do you want to do?"

Mrs. Jiang frowned: "Do you still want Mu Wanwan to become Beijia's wife?"

"That's right."

Father Jiang nodded, "This is the best way now."

"Oh!"

Mrs. Jiang sneered: "How is this a good idea?"

"Beijia is my son after all, and I can't let him marry a woman of bad character."

"This is not good for Beijia at all, it will only harm him."

"What do you, a woman, know?"

Father Jiang couldn't help but lose his temper, "I'm doing this all for the Jiang family and for his own good."

"Marry her over first. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. She is still the adopted daughter of the Mu family. We will consider the long-term future."

"As long as we still have bets on hand, there will definitely be a chance."

"you……"

Mrs. Jiang was furious, "I have already arranged for a family in Beijia. It is difficult for people like Mu Wanwan to be elegant. Marrying her in the future will only bring shame to the Jiang family."

"Which family's daughter can compare to the Mu family now?"

"What kind of wealthy family are you looking for?"

(End of chapter)