Bone erosion favors

Chapter 382 Rebellion
Mr. Jiang looked at the people around him suspiciously. From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Jingyan would never refuse his words.

Now, she actually wants to reject the engagement he arranged.

This really surprised Mr. Jiang.

"I gave you two choices before. You didn't bring Jiang Amnesty back, so you can only go forward and take the bag." Mr. Jiang said clearly.

"Grandpa, this is talking about marriage, it's not a joke. You can't arrange my marriage so casually, I can't promise you." Jiang Jingyan didn't agree at all.

Mr. Jiang sighed silently, "My grandsons don't think much of me anymore. They have their own ideas. I'm old, and what I say doesn't sound good anymore."

Mr. Jiang deliberately said these words, which aroused Jiang Jingyan's dissatisfaction even more.

When he stayed in the old house before, he felt happy, but now whenever he returns to the old house, every moment is suffering.

Grandpa seems to be a different person now.

"Grandpa, you don't need to say that on purpose. I said that you will never bow your head in front of an unrealistic marriage. As for Shen Wei, she is not suitable to step into the Jiang family." Jiang Jingyan said.

The crutch in Mr. Jiang's hand hit the ground abruptly, making loud noises.

He said angrily, "Nonsense! Shen Wei is such a good girl, why can't she step into Jiang's house? Anyway, I have already put my words here, you two brothers, someone must marry her, otherwise, I will marry you." When there is no family like you."

Mr. Jiang snorted coldly, as if he didn't realize that he was wrong at all.

Jiang Jingyan was unwilling to stay any longer, turned around and left directly.

Old Man Jiang looked at Jiang Jingyan's back and wanted to stop him, but he swallowed the words abruptly.

"What's the use of raising these white-eyed wolves! No one is obedient at critical times." Mr. Jiang suddenly became angry.

The housekeeper on the side hesitated to speak, and finally chose to shut up.

Mr. Jiang waved at him, "Come here and judge me, aren't these two bastards, Jiang Jingyan and Jiang She, going too far?"

"Yes..." The housekeeper hesitated again and again, and said a word silently.

This made Mr. Jiang even more dissatisfied. From the time he planned to get the members of the Jiang family to get engaged to Shen Wei, the butler didn't seem to like to talk to him.

Is he really wrong?

"Why didn't you look at me when you said that?" Mr. Jiang said with dissatisfaction.

The butler immediately raised his vigilance, staring straight at the person across from him, his back stiffened.

"No." The butler didn't dare to say more.

Mr. Jiang's pent-up anger hasn't come out yet, and it's not pleasing to anyone now.

The housekeeper's inconsistency caused him a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Still saying no? Then why are you panicking? Are you in the same group as those two bastards? I think I'm wrong too?" Mr. Jiang asked back.

The butler lowered his head, not daring to breathe too much.

It was as if Mr. Jiang had punched the cotton with his fist, but there was no echo at all.

He waved his hand irritably, "Go away, I don't want to see you now."

"I'm going to get busy first." The housekeeper hurriedly left, fearing that if he was a step too late, he would be stopped again.

Mr. Jiang's arrogance never dissipated.

After hesitating again and again, he picked up his cell phone and called Jiang Amnesty. The ring rang again and again, but no one answered.

Ever since Jiang Amnesty saw through his lies, he kept a distance from him, and he didn't answer his calls anytime and anywhere like before.

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang's mood became even worse.
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Jiang Amnesty put the phone away, pretending that he didn't notice that his grandfather had called him.

Wen Zhiyao had already taken a shower, walked out in a bathrobe, and wiped his wet hair with a dry towel in one hand.

It's just a simple movement that makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Jiang Amnesty waved at Wen Zhiyao, "Come here."

His voice was hoarse and pleasant, carrying the charm of the dark night into Wen Zhiyao's ears, she saw what was hidden in the man's eyes, turned around, and wanted to go back to the house.

Halfway there, she was surrounded by people from behind. Jiang Amnesty leaned close to her ear and reminded her, "Your hair is not dry yet. I'll blow it for you. You sit on the chair and don't move."

Jiang Amnesty had already prepared the hair dryer in advance, plugged it in, and took the hair dryer to help Wen Zhiyao dry his hair.

The strands of hair flowed between the fingers, and the fragrance was elegant and very pleasant.

After a while, Jiang Amnesty finished everything and reminded, "The hair has been blown dry."

"Thank you."

"You know, I don't like thank you just talking about it, I really want to thank me, I need something practical." Jiang She suddenly approached Wen Zhiyao's side, and deliberately lowered his voice to remind, "For example, you can rely on Hue pleases me."

Wen Zhiyao took two steps back, deliberately keeping a distance from Jiang She.

"It's not that I asked you to dry my hair on my own initiative, it's because you are willing to do it yourself, to say thank you, but it's just a joke, why do you still take it seriously?" Wen Zhiyao said with a smile.

Jiang Amnesty suddenly lifted Wen Zhiyao into his arms and kissed her on the cheek.

"You are in my arms now, and you can't escape."

Wen Zhiyao grabbed his tie with one hand, exerted a slight force on his hand, and Jiang Amnesty approached her.

"Jiang Amnesty, you are becoming more and more unreasonable now."

"My heart is all about you. I don't want to reason now. I just want to talk to you about the future development."

"Development? What development?" Wen Zhiyao was puzzled.

"For example, when are you willing to marry me?" Jiang Amnesty had the idea of ​​getting married, and went round and round. It was not easy for the two of them to be together.

He couldn't leave Wen Zhiyao anymore, Jiang She's heart could hardly bear the thought of Wen Zhiyao leaving him.

"I don't intend to marry you." Wen Zhiyao's mouth was stiff, but his heart was sweet.

Jiang Amnesty's hands became dishonest, and he touched her waist, and she giggled happily.

"Don't make trouble, it's so itchy..."

"Why don't you want to marry me? What's wrong with me?"

"Well... I still have a lot of things to do, my mother is not completely awake, Jiang Zhiguo and the others have not been severely punished, I don't have any other thoughts about marriage right now, Jiang Amnesty, give me another paragraph Time, okay?"

Wen Zhiyao spoke seriously, this matter put a lot of pressure on her.

Jiang Amnesty put her on the sofa, sat beside her, and embraced her actively, "Okay, I'll give you time."

Wen Zhiyao nestled in his arms, obediently and quietly.
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The next day, at the Jiang family's old house, Shen Wei came directly after answering the phone call from Mr. Jiang, and delivered the gifts she personally selected to Mr. Jiang, for fear that he would not see what she had done.

Mr. Jiang sighed silently, but his face became ugly.

(End of this chapter)