Genius Baby: Mr. Zhan's wife is a big shot

Little Ruibao nodded and said today: "Mommy, you and I know, I will never say that I hate her again."

Jiang Yueqing stroked Xiao Ruibao's hair and said gently: "

Little Ruibao is so good. Let’s go to bed.”

"Good night, Mommy."

"Good night, little Ruibao."

Jiang family

"What? Jiang Yueqing is actually Canghai?"

Jiang Zhengtao was shocked. Yang Huirong asked in confusion, "What is Canghai? Is it worth your screaming?"

Jiang Zhengtao pointed at Yang Huirong with disdain and said, "You are an uneducated bumpkin. You don't even know who Canghai is! How shameful."

Yang Huirong was scolded by Jiang Zhengtao and looked unhappy.

Jiang Zhengtao continued, "Cang Hai is an internationally renowned calligraphy and painting master, and one of his paintings is worth tens of millions of gold."

Yang Huirong sneered and said, "Is this true? They are just a few crappy paintings, how can they be worth tens of millions of gold? This must be a lie."

Jiang Zhengtao looked at Yang Huirong, who looked like she was in a hopeless situation, and said, "I don't want to talk to you anymore. Go get me the painting that Jiang Yueqing drew before."

She had seen Jiang Yueqing painting at home before, but she never paid attention to her.

Now think about it, that’s all money!

"What are you still standing there for? I told you to find the painting that Jiang Yueqing drew."

Yang Huirong was speechless. When Jiang Yueqing left six years ago, she threw everything in her room into the trash can.

Not to mention a painting, not even a piece of paper was left. Six years had passed, and where could she find the paintings she had drawn?

Yang Huirong said with a fake smile: "Zhengtao, Jiang Yueqing hasn't been home for six years. Where are her things in this house?"

When Jiang Zhengtao heard this, anger rushed to his head.

"You mean you threw away all her things?"

Seeing Jiang Zhengtao's eyes wide open, as if he wanted to tear her to pieces, Yang Huirong said with some fear: "Those things are old and covered in dust. What's the point of keeping them if you don't throw them away?"

Jiang Zhengtao said aggressively: "Is it old? I think you threw away all her things as soon as she left."

Thinking of those priceless paintings, Jiang Zhengtao felt as if his heart was being cut into pieces.

Seeing Jiang Zhengtao pressing her step by step, Yang Huirong stopped pretending and said unreasonably, "That's right, I threw away her things right after she left. She did that kind of thing, I thought she would never be able to come back in her life, who knew she would come back. And you dared to call me a bumpkin just now, how come you despise me now? Why did you keep pestering me in the past, and now you despise me because I'm old. You are such a heartless man."

Jiang Zhengtao was very annoyed by Yang Huirong's crying: "I am too lazy to argue with you, a crazy woman."

Yang Huirong didn't expect that after she cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to commit suicide, Jiang Zhengtao would actually pay attention to her.

"Jiang Zhengtao, stop right there. Where do you want to go?"

Jiang Zhengtao said with disdain: "Where to go? Of course I'm going to find Jiang Yueqing. I'm almost bankrupt. She is Canghai, and as long as she gives me a painting she drew, she can save my company."

Jiang Zhengtao was about to leave when Jiang Lingwei suddenly appeared and said coldly, "Dad, don't go over there and make yourself miserable. She won't help you."

Jiang Zhengtao said with displeasure: "Ling Wei, what do you mean?"

"Hasn't the humiliation she gave you before been enough? Can't you see that she doesn't want to help you at all? Does she just want to see you go bankrupt?"

Jiang Lingwei's words made Jiang Zhengtao's face turn ugly instantly. Every time he went to find Jiang Yueqing before, he was turned down.

It seemed that she was determined not to help him and even hoped that he would go bankrupt.

But now, apart from looking for her, what other choice does he have? The bank's phone calls in the past few days have made his head explode.

"What else can we do? If she doesn't help us now, we'll all have to prepare to sleep on the streets. And you, you boasted in front of Jiang Yueqing that day that you could help me pay off my debts. Look at what jobs you've had since you graduated from college. Have you ever made a penny? And you still have the nerve to say you can help me pay off my debts."

"Dad, you're going too far."

"How did I go too far? If I had begged her again that day, maybe she would have softened her heart. You insisted on saying that you could help me pay off my debts and dragged me away. Now you feel relieved, but what should I do with my debts? You don't have the ability to do that, so why do you have to succeed?"

Yang Huirong was very angry when she saw Jiang Zhengtao belittle her daughter.

When will her daughter be able to meet Jiang Yueqing?

Yang Huirong said angrily: "Jiang Zhengtao, don't look down on our daughter. Our daughter is no worse than Jiang Yueqing."

"How can she not be worse than her? Jiang Yueqing is now a brain surgeon known as the Hand of God, an internationally renowned painter and calligrapher, and a philanthropist. Look at your daughter, what else can she do besides being a parasite and satisfying her craving for food."

Yang Huirong was so annoyed that she couldn't say anything for a long time.

Jiang Lingwei said unconvincedly: "Dad, how can you say that?"

Jiang Zhengtao turned his attention to Jiang Lingwei and said, "And you, why do you like to provoke Jiang Yueqing so much when you have nothing to do? You were the one who ordered the people who made things difficult for Jiang Yueqing at the birthday banquet, right?"

Jiang Lingwei said guiltily: "Dad, what do you care about me?"

"That internet celebrity was clearly hanging out with you. And you're still trying to make excuses."

After being exposed, Jiang Lingwei didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

Jiang Zhengtao was even more furious.

"If you had framed Jiang Yueqing, would she have had that kind of affair with Old Wu? If she hadn't had that kind of affair with Old Wu, she could have chosen either the Fu or Zhan family. Would she have given birth to two children for a dead old man? Would she hate me so much? If I had known that, I would have protected her after that incident, and I shouldn't have protected you!"

Back then, my father knew that it was she who framed Jiang Yueqing, but he chose to protect her.

Now, he actually regretted it.

Just because Jiang Yueqing is Canghai? He is an internationally famous painter and calligrapher, and a brain doctor, so he is more useful than her, right?

Jiang Lingwei said hysterically: "Why do you feel that I am not as good as Jiang Yueqing now? No matter how good you think Jiang Yueqing is, she doesn't think highly of you. What she hates most is you as her father. She won't help you, she will only watch you become poor and destitute."

Jiang Zhengtao was furious, but Jiang Lingwei suddenly said arrogantly: "Dad, no matter how capable Jiang Yueqing is, she can't compare to me. She gave birth to two sons for Mr. Wu, and her life has been ruined. But I am different. I gave birth to a heir worth hundreds of billions."

Jiang Zhengtao was stunned for a moment. What the hell was Jiang Lingwei doing?