"Mr. Jiang, does your leaving now mean that you have obtained the victim's forgiveness?" A reporter asked first, holding a recording pen in hand.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, could you please tell me how much the compensation is?"
"Can I ask if the beating was impulsive?"
"Mr. Jiang, are the rumors online about your sister Jiang Kexin true?"
…
Facing the reporters' questions, Jiang Kede was not as angry as yesterday, nor was he in a hurry to leave. Instead, he was surprisingly calm.
He looked firmly at the camera: "I'm very sorry about what happened yesterday, I'm sorry!"
The words were followed by a deep bow.
Reporters were deeply surprised by Jiang Kede's calmness and courage to apologize. They wondered whether this was still the same young man who only knew how to spend time and alcohol.
Changed a new leaf in one day and one night?
Why did you go there earlier? Wasn't it very arrogant and powerful when you beat someone yesterday?
"I know that my actions have had a bad impact on the victims and society, and I feel deeply guilty and guilty. I have apologized to the victims and made compensation. At the same time, I will also actively participate in social welfare undertakings in the future. Do your part to make up for the mistakes you made.”
Jiang Kede spoke firmly and looked around at every reporter with a very sincere attitude.
"The rumors about my sister are completely rumors and have no factual basis. I hope everyone will not spread false news at will to avoid causing greater harm to other people. Thank you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were already wet.
Jiang Kede's answer made the reporters quiet down a little.
After all, human hearts are made of flesh!
Jiang Kede bowed and apologized to the reporters again, and then left the scene. Jiang Yongli and Jiang Yongxing looked serious throughout and did not respond to reporters' questions.
It wasn't until the two cars drove out of everyone's sight that the reporters stopped taking pictures and quickly posted the news on various media platforms.
On the way, Jiang Kede said nothing and silently thought about what happened yesterday.
He knew that his overreaction had a very serious negative impact on Jiang, and an apology was just the beginning. He wanted to restore everyone's trust in Jiang through practical actions.
Now, his father is ill, the company is heavily in debt, and he is the only one left at home. He has no choice but to be strong.
Half an hour later, the three arrived at the inpatient department.
In order to give Jiang Kede enough space, Jiang Yongheng and Jiang Yongli did not follow him in.
The atmosphere in the special ward seemed a bit depressing. Jiang Yongheng was lying quietly on the bed with a pale face and various medical equipment plugged into his body.
He had just watched the news and learned about his son's beating of a reporter yesterday.
There was a flash of worry in his eyes.
The servant gently massaged Jiang Yongheng's calf with a gentle and professional technique, and occasionally glanced at the data on the monitoring instrument.
At this time, Jiang Kede gently opened the door and stood stupidly at the door. When he saw his father's fragile body, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
"Is it... virtuous?"
Jiang Kede slowly approached the bed and replied softly: "Dad, it's me, I'm Kede."
When the servant saw that the person coming was Jiang Kede, he immediately stopped massaging, saluted him, and then quietly exited the ward.
The ward was quiet and warm. The father and son held hands tightly, talked and encouraged each other.
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On the other side, No. 66 Chunlei Street.
[Miss, around 11 o'clock at noon, Li Zishen sent someone to deliver a lot of vegetables and fruits, as well as some Jincheng specialties. 】
Tang Xiaowan's beautiful eyes flashed as she looked at the messages and pictures sent by Wang Meijuan.
These boxes are probably more valuable than vegetables!
Eleven o'clock? You thought I was in Akagi, so the card was sent there before get off work?
Tang Xiaowan walked slowly to the sofa, looked at the picture again, and replied in a slightly angry tone: [Why are you saying it now? 】
Indeed, several hours have passed since the vegetables were delivered.
[Miss Mingjian, I just found out. 】
Wang Meijuan's reply was very fast, and she also attached a funny picture asking for forgiveness. After all, what she said was all the truth, and you only know it if you really know it.
On weekdays, she was mainly responsible for Tang Xiaowan's bedroom, not the kitchen.
Tang Xiaowan suddenly understood after reading the message, frowned and replied: [Okay, it's okay, I don't blame you, it deserves praise! 】
At this time, the bedroom door was knocked three times.
Tang Xiaowan looked sideways and saw Leng Lingxiao coming quickly with a plate of fruit, his eyes filled with a bit of pride and extremely happy joy.
"Why are you here so quickly? Is the durian cake ready?" Tang Xiaowan asked curiously.
"Yes, there is strength in numbers!"
"Wang Jinghui is here too?"
"And Ye Wanhua, you didn't expect that, right?"
As soon as Tang Xiaowan heard this, he immediately sat up and looked at Leng Lingxiao intently.
She didn't understand why Ye Wanhua had such a strong desire to recognize his daughter. I have already declined politely, why don’t I give up?
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Leng Lingxiao asked with raised eyebrows, and handed Tang Xiaowan a grape.
"Did she mention that again?"
"Do you recognize your daughter? No, I went to see Wang Jinghui across the street. I heard that we were back, so we stopped by."
When Tang Xiaowan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh, let's go down and have a look."
So, Tang Xiaowan dragged Leng Lingxiao out of the bedroom and went straight to the kitchen.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ye Wanhua, Tang Mei and Wang Jinghui making durian cakes together. The scene was very lively.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Tang Xiaowan's eyes lit up when she smelled the durian cake.
"Xiaowan, you're here!" When Ye Wanhua saw Tang Xiaowan, she immediately put down her work and came over to hold her hand.
Tang Xiaowan felt that the palm of Ye Wanhua's hand was a little warm. She understood that Ye Wanhua was still obsessed with recognizing her daughter, so she smiled and gently shook off Ye Wanhua's hand, indicating that she did not want to talk about that topic anymore.
We are all smart people, and we can tell everything at once.
In order to resolve the embarrassment, Ye Wanhua quickly picked up a piece of freshly baked durian cake and handed it to Tang Xiaowan: "Xiaowan, come here, try this."
Tang Xiaowan took it and took a bite, feeling that her mouth was filled with a sweet taste.
"Wow, it's so delicious and fragrant!"
"Everyone made a lot just now. The one you are eating now was made by Ling Xiao, this plate was made by me, and this plate is..."
Ye Wanhua introduced them one by one, making Tang Xiaowan dazzled.
"Tangtang, since you're here, hurry up and help. Don't just stand there, come here." Tang Mei smiled and waved to Tang Xiaowan.
Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao walked over and started to help. During the production process, everyone exchanged their baking experiences with each other. During this period, Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao made fun of each other from time to time, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After 30 minutes of waiting, the durian cake was finally baked. Leng Lingxiao carefully took them out of the oven and placed them on the table.
There are three cakes in three shapes, one is round, one is square, and one is a heart.
Only then did Tang Xiaowan realize that the one made by Ye Wanhua was the most beautiful, followed by those made by grandma and Wang Jinghui, and the one made by herself and Leng Lingxiao was simply terrible and particularly ugly.
"Are these... going to eat casually for a while?" Tang Xiaowan asked a little embarrassed.
"Of course, you can eat whatever you want."
When Tang Xiaowan heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, she quickly picked up the small dinner plate and looked at the square cake with the most beautiful shape.
It was made by Ye Wanhua and it was very beautiful.
"Wow, this is great, it looks so tempting, and you can tell it's really delicious!"
"Wait a minute and let it cool down before eating, otherwise the durian pulp inside will be too hot." Ye Wanhua smiled and waved to Tang Xiaowan.
"I know, just be prepared first."
Wang Jinghui laughed heartily as soon as he said these words. At the same time, Ye Wanhua also felt that Tang Xiaowan was so cute, like a child.
However, this warm atmosphere did not last for a moment before it was interrupted by a deep voice.
"Hey, it's quite lively, everyone is here!"
When everyone saw that the person coming was Wang Junchen, everyone had complicated expressions. Only Ye Wanhua had a smile on her face and walked straight towards him.
"Ajun, why are you here?"
With a smile on his face, Wang Junchen helped Ye Wanhua smooth the broken hair on his forehead and said softly: "No one answered the call, I thought you were here."
"Oh, I forgot, in the car."
Tang Xiaowan: "..."
Is this still Shi Shiyi’s boss? Sure enough, no matter how ruthless a person is, he still has a tender side!
She thought so and looked at Leng Lingxiao.
As if he could read minds, the man immediately raised his chin slightly, as if to say: I am different from him, I am a good person!
