"Congratulations, you will be a child who is loved by your mother from now on." Luo Mingchuan lowered his eyes and said sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wan and Luo Mingchuan were in a bad mood and attacked indiscriminately.

"Congratulations! Do you want one?"

Jiang Huai rolled his eyes at him and left the restaurant.

There's something wrong with this notification.

Isn’t the old man in a coma?

Even if I wake up.

Jiang Si took him away, and he released the news of his marriage. What about Jiang Si?

How come I can’t get in touch with you?

Something is very wrong!

Jiang Zhuo and Jiang Ce also saw this notice.

"The old man is awake? He wants to get married?" Jiang Ce looked nervous, "Then we are not?"

Thinking that Jiang Wang had woken up, wouldn’t the fact that they had imprisoned him be known?

According to Jiang Wang's temper, they would die miserably.

Jiang Ce felt extremely panicked and uneasy.

"Why are you panicking? Are you still questioning whether he is really awake?" Jiang Zhuo squinted his eyes and looked out the window.

Jiang Ce pressed on, "What do you mean?"

"Bro City is a truce zone with complex population movements. Why did the old man hold the wedding there?" Jiang Zhuo asked Jiang Ce.

"Are you saying there's something fishy going on here?"

Jiang Zhuo sneered, "Isn't that obvious enough? Even if it's a wedding to bring good luck, there wouldn't be such a big show."

"That seems to be the reason. So it was the fourth brother who did it. He wanted to trick us into coming and catch us all in one fell swoop."

"It's possible." Jiang Zhuo nodded.

Jiang Ce looked at Jiang Zhuo and shook his head, saying, "We should not go to the Hongmen Banquet."

Regardless of whether Jiang Wang is awake or not, this wedding looks abnormal no matter how you look at it.

"Why not? He wants to catch us all in one fell swoop, can't we do the opposite?"

"As long as the old man is still awake, Jiang Si will never be able to defend himself against the fact that he held the old man hostage."

Jiang Zhuo was certain, and his fierce eyes dimmed.

This Hongmen Banquet is an opportunity, an opportunity to overthrow Jiang Si and take back the Wangshan Society with justification.

"What if the old man wakes up?" Jiang Ce always felt uneasy and uneasy.

Jiang Zhuo said calmly: "Unless there is an emergency, he will never wake up."

"Are you doing something?" Jiang Ce looked at Jiang Zhuo in disbelief and surprise.

Jiang Wang is their biological father. Not only did he imprison him, but he also attacked him.

"It's not me, it's you, big brother." Jiang Zhuo pointed at Jiang Ce and smiled, his eyes revealing something meaningful.

Jiang Ce's nerves jumped, and he stood up suddenly, leaning forward and pointing at himself, "Me? How is that possible! I didn't do anything!"

"Forgot?" Jiang Zhuo looked at him meaningfully and reminded him.

Jiang Ce suddenly woke up, his eyes wide open, "Jiang Zhuo! You are not using me to poison the old man!"

Jiang Ce's brows kept twitching. Jiang Zhuo had tricked him again and was trying to kill him.

"Brother, don't be so alarmed. We are all in the same boat. We rise and fall together."

Jiang Zhuo exerted force on his hands and Jiang Ce sat back on the sofa.

He reached out and patted Jiang Ce's shoulder, comforting him.

"In three days, Wangshan Club will be yours, be happy."

-

Bro City.

Cedar Manor.

A dozen servants in uniform were holding all kinds of luxurious jewelry.

The leading old servant bowed to Wen Wan and said respectfully, "Miss Wen, this is the wedding dress and jewelry that the president has prepared for you. Please take your pick."

Wen Wan glanced at the tablet she handed over, which contained a gorgeous wedding photo.

She stood up from the sofa, walked to the people holding jewelry, and slid her slender fingers over each piece of jewelry.

"If you don't like it, there's more later." The old servant was good at observing people's expressions. Seeing that Wen Wan looked uninterested, he lowered his eyes and said.

Wen Wan withdrew her hand without saying a word and walked towards the door.

The old servant put his hands on his lower abdomen and hurriedly followed, stopping her, saying, "Miss Wen, the president has ordered that you cannot leave the room."

Wen Wan paused, turned around, and smiled broadly. Her amber eyes met the old servant's. "Do you know who I'm going to marry?"

The words were so soft, as if he was talking to himself.

Inexplicably, it gives people a sense of pressure from a superior.

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