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Chapter 7732 Shooting suicide...... (13)

After closing the door, Ji Changmu walked to the window, put his hands in the pockets of his black trousers, and turned his back to the housekeeper, his expression remained indifferent.

The housekeeper walked behind him. Although he was not familiar with Ji Changmu, he heard someone calling him "Mr. Ji". It must be the friend of the second young master who had a good relationship in New York back then. I heard that he is now the president of JY Group. .

"Mr. Ji, our chairman is old and usually has a strong personality. If you said something inappropriate just now, don't get angry with him. He has not been in good health recently, and his condition is not good. It is common for him to say the wrong thing. .”

"You don't have to come to me and say this for him." Ji Changmu didn't appreciate it, "If you have the time, you might as well persuade him how to get along with others. A person who is indifferent to his own son who is close to his blood must not It would be too flattering. Yan Jia can still care for and love his little nephew, but Yan Songyuan doesn't even love his own son, so he has different opinions, I hope you can persuade him well."

The housekeeper was ashamed and sighed: "Mr. Ji, how can I have this ability? If I can persuade them, the relationship between father and son will not be stiff for so many years. Of course I can't. The chairman just loves his dead wife too much. How much I hate the second young master for taking his wife's life. In those years, when the chairman saw the second young master, he would think of his dead wife and her pain, and often felt restless. Therefore, Mr. Ji, the chairman is also a poor person. Since then, his personality has become extremely paranoid and blunt. I think he didn't want to be like this on purpose. He is also very painful. He loves his wife very much. If the wife hadn't conceived the second young master back then, they would have had a very happy Family."

"Are you still saying this in front of me? Was it Yan Jia who took the life of his late wife?!" Ji Changmu turned around angrily, almost scolding his face, "Yang Jia's birth was innocent, if he could choose He will definitely not choose to be Yan Songyuan's son! He is just a baby who did nothing, yet Yan Songyuan regards him as the root cause of his wife's life, as a debt collector, and he, Yan Songyuan, is the culprit!"

The butler stood with his hands down for a while, not daring to say anything.

Ji Changmu was full of aura, and after he finished speaking, the surroundings were quiet.

For a long time, the butler didn't dare to refute.

It was Ji Changmu's cold eyes staring at him, which made him feel cold all over, but his palms were sweating.

"Yan Jia's situation is very unstable now. I advise you to take care of yourself. If you really want Yan Jia to survive, don't provoke him anymore. As long as he meets Yan Songyuan, there is never a time when he will not quarrel. After 30 years of quarreling, Yan Jia is now alive and dead. Not sure, if Yan Songyuan still has a conscience, let him stay away from Yan Jia!"

"Mr. Ji... No, that's really not the case..." The butler felt sorry for Yan Songyuan, but knew that Ji Changmu was right, "Mr. He is more distressed now than anyone else. He lost his wife when he was young, lost his eldest son in the first half of the year, and now he learns that he has lost his eldest daughter-in-law and eldest grandson, and his youngest son committed suicide again. No one is more painful than him."

"Is it painful for Yan Jia? When Yan Jia went through all this, who will be considerate of him? When he put a gun to his temple, did he feel pain or despair?"

Once again, the old butler was silent.

(End of this chapter)