Married but heartbroken Mr. Jiang can't see the light

In the southern part of the city, the villa belonging to Jiang Tianci was in great trouble right now.

A group of men and women were drunk, overlapping figures could be seen everywhere, the fishy and greasy smell in the air irritated everyone's five senses.

But Jiang Tianci was sitting on the terrace on the top floor, smoking a cigar with clear eyes.

"You mean, the two had a big fight, and Jiang Ze slammed the door and left?" He looked at the person who came to report, with a flushed face, and sneered: "Where is Cheng Xuetu, let her come to see me."

"Yes." The man hurried out and stumbled hard in the yard, bleeding from his nose.

by comparison.

Cheng Xuetu, who came after that, was much calmer. She was wrapped in a coat and wearing a mask, walking up without squinting, her eyes were calmer than Jiang Tianci.

She picked up the cigar and cut it off, lit it with the long match next to her, took a deep breath, her eyes were blurred, and her voice was hoarse: "I told you not to play these things, why did you call me here?"

"Jiang Ze and Tang Ran are arguing fiercely, you can take advantage of it." Jiang Tianci reached into his clothes and touched her smooth legs: "Don't let me down this time."

"Disappointed?" Cheng Xuetu sneered, "What exactly do you want me to do?"

Jiang Tianci put out the cigar in the wine glass, and stretched out two fingers: "Let him cheat and make her have a miscarriage."

Cheng Xuetu's eyes flickered: "That's your own nephew."

"The Jiang family doesn't talk about this." Jiang Tianci waved his hand, pointing to the white crowd below: "There are my children there, look, do I care?"

Cheng Xuetu couldn't say a word for a long time.

"If it succeeds, will you let me go?" She turned to look at him and asked.

Jiang Tianci sneered, touched her face, and rubbed it a little bit: "Don't worry, I will also help you make a fake identity."

"Hmm..." Cheng Xuetu nodded obediently, having fun like the people below.

The next morning.

The frost on the grass hadn't disappeared, and Cheng Xuetu was already standing at the gate of Jiang's house.

She lit a cigarette and leaned on the car looking at the vermilion gate of Jiang's old house. She smoked the cigarette fiercely, wiped off the messy lipstick on her mouth charmingly, and stepped forward to knock on the gate.

After half an hour.

There is no heating, and the old house hall with the doors and windows open.

Mr. Jiang arrived late.

"Hmph, you can bear it." He glanced at Cheng Xuetu whose lips were frozen white, and sneered: "Tell me, what are you holding against Tang Ran?"

"handle?"

Cheng Xuetu let out a chuckle, leaned on the chair, fiddled with the chain in her hand, and deliberately ignored Mr. Jiang: "I told you, if you are willing to see me and promise me one condition, I can wash away all the infamy on her." .Actually, I was just taking a gamble. I didn't expect you to be so satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law. Then why did you choose me..."

Boom!
The cane knocked hard on the ground, interrupting her words.

"I let you in because I feel sorry for you. As for Tang Ran, Ah Ze can handle it by himself." The momentum on Mr. Jiang's body suddenly turned aside, like a sleeping tiger opening his eyes: "Don't push yourself."

"Really?"

Cheng Xuetu lowered her head, afraid of revealing her fear: "Ah Ze is such an awkward character, you don't know that, do you?

With Tang Ran's independent personality, can he really survive his hot and cold? "

"This has nothing to do with you." The old man snorted, "Stop talking nonsense, what on earth do you want to do?"

"I want to be Ah Ze's assistant."

Cheng Xuetu raised her head, her smile was bright and harmless, it was the pure and well-behaved appearance before everything happened: "I will help Tang Ran get rid of all the infamy, grandpa, let me join the company, okay?"