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

Yang Huirong looked unhappy. How could this guy still play the role of a kind father at this time?

He knew everything when she threw away her things. Now that he knows that Jiang Yueqing has become a famous calligrapher and painter, and Canghai knows that her previous paintings are valuable, he is now bringing up the past with her. It's really funny.

Jiang Zhengtao came up to Jiang Yueqing and said, "Yueqing, when did you come? Have you eaten? Are you hungry or thirsty? I'll ask Aunt Zhang to prepare something for you."

This was the first time her father was so enthusiastic towards her and even cared whether she was hungry.

"No need. I do have something to ask you. Where is my mother's portrait?"

On the day Jiang Yueqing returned to China, she took her two babies to her mother's grave to pay her respects. The words on the tombstone had faded, and it was obvious that no one had come to pay their respects.

She knew that her mother was gone, and how could her father remember her mother? But where did the portrait go?

Jiang Zhengtao felt embarrassed and didn't know what to say. After all, Yang Huirong had thrown away Jiang Yueqing's things, along with her mother's portrait.

Seeing his father hesitating, Jiang Yueqing had already guessed the result.

Her eyes were as sharp as a knife as she said: "Who moved my mother's portrait? Was it you? Or that woman?"

Jiang Yueqing exudes a hostile aura that makes people feel scared.

Yang Huirong was a little scared, but then she thought, her daughter has already been recognized by Mrs. Zhan, so why would she still be afraid of her?

So she stepped forward and said to Jiang Zhengtao: "Jiang Zhengtao, why are you afraid of her? Now you are going bankrupt, she has so much money, she would rather donate it than help you, what's the point of keeping a daughter like this, why are you afraid of her?"

Jiang Yueqing's eyes became colder and colder: "Where is my mother's portrait?"

With her daughter's support, Yang Huirong said disdainfully: "This is where the living live, why are you hanging a picture of a dead person?"

Jiang Yueqing's eyes turned bloodshot and he kicked the coffee table beside him to pieces.

There was a loud bang and broken glass all over the ground, which stunned Jiang Zhengtao and Yang Huirong.

Yang Huirong pointed at Jiang Yueqing and said angrily: "What are you doing? You haven't been home for many years, and you're going to destroy this house as soon as you get home? You don't even have your father in your eyes."

"You can't even tolerate my mother's portrait? You want to fight for a piece of wall? Then I will hang you on the wall, and everything will be yours!"

Jiang Yueqing picked up the sharp pieces of glass on the ground with a vicious look and pointed them directly at Yang Huirong.

Yang Huirong was instantly frightened. This woman was crazy. She quickly hid behind Jiang Zhengtao and said, "Jiang Zhengtao, look at your daughter. She is crazy."

Jiang Zhengtao was also stunned when he saw this situation. He said to Jiang Yueqing: "Yueqing, don't be impulsive. This glass can kill people if it hits you."

Jiang Yueqing said with a fierce look in his eyes: "If she wasn't dead, how could she be hanging on the wall? She likes to snatch things so much, I will fulfill her wish today."

"Yueqing, don't be impulsive. It's not worth it for her."

Jiang Zhengtao quickly turned around and slapped Yang Huirong, who fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhengtao’s big slap in the face made her head buzz.

Jiang Zhengtao angrily said to the stunned Yang Huirong: "Why don't you go back to your hometown and bring back the portrait?"

Jiang Zhengtao turned to Jiang Yueqing and said in a friendly manner: "This woman took the portrait back to her hometown and hung it on the wall. Now I want her to bring it back. Don't be angry and don't be impulsive."

"You'd better bring back my mom's portrait as soon as possible, otherwise I will definitely turn you into a photo."

After Jiang Yueqing finished speaking, he threw the glass fragments directly at Yang Huirong's feet. Yang Huirong screamed and retracted her feet.

The glass fragments still pierced directly into the instep of her foot.

Yang Huirong jumped three feet high in pain, twitching in pain. She said angrily: "Jiang Yueqing, you actually just hurt me, you are too arrogant."

"I'll come again tomorrow. If I don't see my mother's portrait by then, be careful or I'll stab you in the head!"

While Jiang Zhengtao was stopping Yang Huirong, he said to Jiang Yueqing, "Yueqing, don't worry, I will take her to do this right away. Don't be angry."

The two people in front of her were the ones she hated the most, and she didn't even want to look at them any longer.

Jiang Yueqing left, and Jiang Zhengtao said to her from behind: "Yueqing, come back to see daddy often when you have time. Daddy misses you very much. Bring my grandchildren back when you have time."

Yang Huirong covered her injured foot and said, "Why don't you send me to the hospital? She's gone. Why are you pretending to be a kind old father? You're really too much. Not only did you not help me, but you also hit me just now."

"If I hadn't hit you just now, how come you only got a little hurt now? You are such a fool. How much space does a photo take up on the second floor? Why did you have to throw it away?"

"Why should I, a living person, live in the same place with a dead person?"

"Don't say anything. Hurry up and find a way to get a posthumous photo."

"Where can I go to get photos of dead people? My injuries are not treated yet. I need to go to the hospital. You dare not offend her. She is nothing in my eyes. My daughter will soon marry into the Zhan family and become the young lady of the Zhan family. Jiang Yueqing is not as good as my daughter. I want to see how long she can be so glorious."

Jiang Yueqing walked out the door and looked back at the place where she grew up.

This place was supposed to be her home, but after her mother left, it was no longer her home. This is Jiang Lingwei's home.

In front of Xingchen Kindergarten.

Jiang Yueqing went to pick up the children. Dabaozi and Erbaozi watched her running towards them.

"Mommy, you're here to pick us up."

Looking at the sweet smiles of her two babies, she felt that her broken heart was healed at this moment.

"Mommy, and me."

Little Ruibao popped up with a sweet smile.

Jiang Yueqing felt a little embarrassed when she saw Xiao Ruibao. After all, her grandmother had come to see her and her grandmother didn't want her to get too close to her.

"I'm sorry, little Ruibao, I can't take you to our house today. Your grandma wants to see you. Little Ruibao is so cute, and your grandma still needs to see you. She will miss you after not seeing you for so many days."

When little Ruibao heard that he couldn't go back to his mommy's home with his two little brothers, he seemed a little disappointed.

Yunya comforted Xiao Ruibao and said, "Xiao Ruibao, don't be sad. It's okay. You can come to my house tomorrow. Just spend time with your grandma and great-grandma today."

Little Ruibao looked at Yunya and said in a baby voice, "Little brother, can I go home with you guys tomorrow?"

"Of course you can."

Although little Ruibao was very disappointed, she still pulled herself together and looked at her mother and said, "Mommy, I get it. Little Ruibao must be a good and sensible child. Grandma misses me. I want to go home. I will go back to Mommy's house with my brothers tomorrow."

Jiang Yueqing looked at Xiao Ruibao and found it very funny to see him teasing himself. This child is quite sensible.

"Xiao Ruibao, you are so good and obedient. We will stay here with you while you wait for your driver to pick you up."