To keep alive, I tempt Buddhists to lose control every day

"Jiang Mengyao drove drunk and hit me in the hospital, and she was also hospitalized because she accidentally fell while struggling with me. I stayed at Jiang's house for a day, so Jiang Mengyao also stayed at my house for a day. We are even, no one owes anyone anything, and no one takes advantage of anyone."

When Jiang Yu said this, he kept staring at Jiang Mengyao's face and did not miss the panic that flashed across her eyes.

That’s right, they all knew the plot of the novel, and naturally they also knew each other’s identities.

Jiang Mengyao clenched her hands tightly, gripping the bed sheet tightly, her body trembling slightly, and her lips became paler.

"I won't! I won't go!"

She became more and more excited, as if she had thought of something, and continued to cry, "I don't want to go to your house! Your house is dirty and smelly, and your father will beat people when he is drunk."

When talking about her father beating people after drinking, Mrs. Jiang recalled what she had learned from the police station two days ago: Jiang Yu's mother had been abducted and sold, and she refused to divorce despite domestic violence. She probably had a brain injury.

In addition, the slums are inhabited by low-class people, and it is difficult to live, let alone survive, in that kind of environment.

"Miss Jiang, why do you have to force others to do something? Yaoyao has been spoiled since she was a child. She is different from you. She won't be able to stand going to that kind of place."

It is understandable that Mrs. Jiang protects her daughter.

But if the truth came out at this time, she would know that her own daughter lived in the slums, had no food to eat, and was beaten every day, while the other party's daughter was spoiled by her like a baby.

Will she regret it?

"Jiang Mengyao only went there for a day and you're already worried that she can't handle it, but I've lived there for 20 years. What? She's spoiled, am I just thick-skinned?"

Jiang Yu spoke bluntly and mercilessly, leaving Mrs. Jiang speechless.

"Ms. Jiang, my mother doesn't mean to look down on you. She's just too worried about me. When I was a child, I was in poor health, so my mother protected me very well."

Jiang Mengyao raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, her tone aggrieved, "I know Miss Jiang lacked family warmth since she was a child, and her temperament is a bit paranoid. However, there are still many good people in the world. You can't look at everyone with a dark mind."

The remarks that dragged others down and praised oneself were so irritating that Jiang Yu almost laughed.

"Jiang Mengyao, I never thought that after you fell, you would learn to confuse right and wrong and put the blame on others."

Jiang Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and he responded with blunt words.

Jiang Mengyao suddenly felt a chill on her back and she couldn't help but shiver.

Without giving her a chance to speak, Jiang Yu continued to attack: "If you are born poor, you are dark-minded; if you have power and money, you are a good person. What kind of crazy logic is this?"

"Miss Jiang, why are you so aggressive?" Mrs. Jiang's tone was very dissatisfied. "Yaoyao is innocent and kind by nature. She sympathizes with your miserable life. But you take advantage of her soft nature and attack her at random. Miss Jiang, is this appropriate?"

"She stabbed me with a soft knife, and I fought back legitimately, but how could Madam Jiang define it as making random accusations? In this case, Madam Jiang was clearly biased, but she still wanted to claim that she was fair and just. Isn't this just 'playing the role of a mistress and pretending to be a saint'?"

Jiang Yu felt very angry.

If my spiritual power wasn't sealed, I really wanted to show them a killing spree. If I can take action, I won't talk nonsense.

Perhaps intimidated by her violent anger, Madam Jiang held Jiang Mengyao's hand tightly and asked cautiously, "Since it has come to this, I'm sure Miss Jiang doesn't want to live in our Jiang family anymore. As for the compensation, please name a price and we will try our best to satisfy you."

Jiang Yu narrowed her eyes slightly and opened her red lips slightly, "5000 million."

"what?"

Three words were spoken in unison.

Jiang Mengyao had the biggest reaction, "Jiang Yu, are you crazy?"

Mrs. Jiang was also surprised. "Miss Jiang, you are really asking for too much."

Mr. Jiang adjusted his expression the fastest, "Ms. Jiang, you can't be too greedy."

Seeing their reaction, Jiang Yu hesitated and called the system: Is my request too much?

[Yes, Master Host. Although they are a bit stingy to give 2, but if they give 5000 million, then Chunchun will be a big complainer. ]

Jiang Yu immediately asked back: Fu Chenzhou not only gave 5000 million, but also gave a river view room. What is he?

[The male protagonist is rich and willful, otherwise he wouldn't be the male protagonist. 】

Fu's old house.

ah-

Fu Chenzhou took several cold showers last night and woke up late in the morning, which was unusual for him.

His face was sinister, and cold water flowed out of the shower head like heavy rain, winding down along the perfectly smooth lines of his muscles, temporarily suppressing the heat that was stirring in his body, bit by bit.

Every night I dream of that woman, like a demon that lures people into the abyss, with a slender waist, long legs as white as jade, sparkling eyes, and soft red lips...

It's terrifying!

What's the point of talking about Red Luan being moved? Is he just unsatisfied?

In the cloakroom, high-end custom-made suits are neatly displayed.

Fu Chenzhou buttoned his shirt, walked to the floor-length fitting mirror, slowly and methodically tidied his appearance, and put on Belle Faye’s collector’s watch on his wrist.

When he went downstairs, he happened to meet Mr. Fu and Mr. Jiang sitting in the living room drinking tea.

"Chen Zhou, come over and say hello to Grandpa Jiang."

Old Master Fu has spoken. After all, Fu Chenzhou was brought up in a large family and had good manners.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. I have something else to do at the company. I'll go ahead."

Even though Mr. Jiang has retired to the second line due to his old age, he still controls the Jiang Group. He was once a powerful business figure and a slick old fox.

Hearing the alienation in Fu Chenzhou's words, Old Master Jiang smiled kindly, "It's a good thing for young people to focus on their careers. However, to start a family, you should start a family first and then start a career. Old Master Fu, you are so lucky to have such an outstanding grandson. Of course, my granddaughter is well-behaved and sensible. If the two of them get married, one will open up new territories outside, and the other will take care of the husband and children at home. It's really a match made in heaven."

Seeing Fu Chenzhou's cold face and a look of indifference, Mr. Fu quickly waved his hand and said, "Chenzhou, the company's business is more important, you go and do it first."

After hearing this, Fu Chenzhou walked away, fearing that if he stayed for another second he would be forced to accept that ridiculous marriage proposal.

Looking at his departing back, Mr. Fu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "The thinking of young people nowadays is different from what we used to have."

Old Master Jiang disagreed, "What idea? Marriage is decided by parents and matchmakers. Family interests are above all else. Old Master Fu, you can't let your child do whatever he wants in such an important matter. If Zong Yan hadn't fallen in love with the illegitimate daughter of the Ji family, he wouldn't have..."

"enough!"