When the remaining man saw that the situation was not good, his first reaction was to run away. Xu Wei took a few steps quickly, caught up with him quickly, and then kicked the man on the back.
He grabbed his hair and hit his head with a bang on the ground.
The person fainted directly.
When the Jiang family was doing well in the early years, they had bases everywhere, and Beijing and Hong Kong, a financial city with a rich history, naturally had investment products from the Jiang family.
It is useless for Mr. Jiang to stay in the capital during this period. In such a treacherous environment, he has no ability to move the clouds with his bare hands. Now, the most important thing for him is to drag Lu Jing'an to the capital to be their The barrel of the gun, let him stand up for himself.
Help Jiang Jia stand up again.
In the Jiang family villa, Mr. Jiang was sitting on the sofa with a chessboard in front of him.
Jiang Qiming sat opposite him, and the grandfather and grandson were playing a silent game.
When the old man dropped the black piece, Jiang Qiming knew the way to break the game, but deliberately played a dead game.
"you lose."
"Grandpa is so awesome."
The old man put down the chess piece in his hand and looked at Jiang Qiming and said seriously: "Qiming, when you do things, you should learn more from your elder brother. People can't trap themselves in a cage all their lives!"
The old lady came over with water and handed it to the old man: "Why are you telling her this? He doesn't understand."
This kind of scolding must be said often before it comes out so smoothly.
Jiang Qiming has long been used to being scolded over the years. In the eyes of the old lady, she only has the boss, so where can he be the second child? His presence is not as important as a bird in the yard.
For the old lady, the chirping of birds in the yard is pleasing to the eye, but her own presence pollutes the air.
"Okay, please stop saying a few words. They are all children of the Jiang family, so no one is bad."
"Yes, yes, just treat everyone equally and take the medicine."
Mr. Jiang took the medicine and looked at Jiang Qiming: "Will you stay here at night?"
"No," it was just a polite word. You didn't need to think twice to know that there was no room for him here at all.
They can set aside a room for cats and dogs to play in, but they never have their own room.
"It's getting late, I'll leave first."
"Slow down on the road."
Jiang Qiming left, and the old lady's displeased scolding began again: "Tell me, why are you so concerned about him? What can he understand? The Jiang family will never be handed over to him in the future, so why bother to bother with it?" Woolen cloth?"
"Don't say this in front of your children anymore. Have you forgotten our current situation? We didn't pay attention to that unfilial son when he carried Lu Jing'an back to the capital and knelt down to beg us. But look at us now. ?”
"What people need to be wary of most are those we look down upon. If one day they wake up and come back to fight, it will be our death."
The old lady didn't speak, but her heart ached.
Had she known this, on that snowy night, no matter what, she would not have let the mother and son walk out of the Jiang family's door.
"Old sir, Mr. Lu's people are here."
"Lu Jing'an?"
"yes!"
The old man was shocked: "What are his people doing here? It's almost twelve o'clock."
Hengqing shook his head: "The other party didn't say anything, he just said he wanted to see you."
At the door of the yard, Xu Wei stood next to the car and looked at the door of the villa. A black Volkswagen parked at the door of the villa, with the butt of the car facing them. When Xu Wei saw someone coming, he spoke directly: "Mr. Jiang, my boss Lu asked me to give Please tell me that he doesn't want to get involved in the Jiang family's bad things. This is the last chance. If there is a third time, he won't be polite."
After saying that, Xu Wei opened the trunk and revealed the faces of the two people inside.
Xu Wei made a gesture, and someone carried the person in the trunk and threw him out.
"The person is whole this time, but not necessarily the next time."
After Xu Wei finished speaking, he took the people away and left.
The old lady was so angry that she kept talking in the yard: "Huang Mao Xiao, it was the mercy of our Jiang family that he survived in the first place, but now..."
Hengqing looked at the old lady in surprise when he heard what she said.
Every family has its own secrets that are difficult to recite, and every family has dirty things that should not be known to outsiders. It has been so many years since this happened, so logically it should not be mentioned, not to mention that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family is still a powerful person. Madam, if you tell someone with a heart and hear it, it will only do harm to the Jiang family but no good.
"Okay..." The old man started to stop her, and the old lady shut up.
.........
Hua family.
Huanong hugged the pillow and approached Yang Xian's bedroom door.
He tilted his head and looked at her: "Ms. Yang, are you in need of a bed warmer?"
"No shortage, get out."
"You're missing, I know."
Yang Xian glanced at Hua Nong: "Are you so shameless when you are with Lu Jing'an?"
"He loves me like this."
Huanong said as he opened the quilt and got inside.
Yang Xian was too lazy to argue with her: "I'll give you the bedroom, I'll sleep in the guest room."
Huanong: ........."That's too much. I'm your daughter."
"My dear daughter even touches her own mother. In ancient times, even ten pig cages wouldn't be enough for you to soak in."
"Can you not mention this?"
Yang Xian nodded: "Okay, you choose, you go back to your room to sleep, or I meet Lu Jing'an another day and talk to him about you touching me as if he were him."
Huanong was treated obediently and went back to the bedroom grumbling.
In the middle of the night, a drizzle of early autumn fell in Beijing and Hong Kong.
The bedroom window was wide open, and when the cold air came in, Hua Nian shrank his neck and pulled the quilt with half-squinted eyes.
As soon as he made a move, he was frightened when he saw the figure standing beside the bed. He was about to scream and his mouth was covered: "It's me."
Lu Jing'an?
"Are you crazy? Standing here in the middle of the night, do you know that people are scared to death?"
Lu Jingan was wearing home clothes, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he was in a bad mood.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he looked at Huanong with a forbearing expression.
Forget it, just don’t say it, it would be too embarrassing to say it.
"cold?"
"kindness."
The man walked to the window and closed it. Only then did Huanong realize that she had locked the door before going to bed: "Where did you come in from?"
Lu Jingan said nothing.
Huanong sobered up a little: "You wouldn't climb in through the window, would you?"
"Boss Lu, are you having a private meeting?"
"So exciting?"
Huanong blinked and looked at Lu Jing'an, completely awake, sitting up holding the quilt, her pink suspender skirt was loose, exposing half of her shoulders.
Extraordinarily tempting.
In the dim and hazy environment, every time I raise my hand, I feel the smell of desire.
Huanong pulled his collar and brought him to him, exhaling softly and holding his earlobe in his mouth: "You said, your window has been crawled. If we don't do something, wouldn't we be sorry for this atmosphere?"
