Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 1134 This House Will Be Worth [-] Million
Tang Wanru could barely remain calm at first, but she suddenly looked at him when she heard this: "Brother, we have always lived in this house, take it back to where we live."

Jiang Zongnan frowned, and called her coldly: "Wanru, don't talk!"

Tang Wanru endured it and turned her head away.

The relatives of Jiang's family were all stunned by Jiang Zongjin's request. Everyone looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

The relationship between the two brothers of the Jiang family has always been very good, and there has never been any conflict in the family. What happened this time, unexpectedly provoked Jiang Zongjin, who has always been good-tempered, to want to separate the family and to return the old house together.

The relatives of Jiang's family are basically all around the city, and only one aunt moved to Beijing with Mr. Jiang in the early years.

This time Jiang Zongjin called her too.

When she heard that Jiang Zongjin said that he wanted to separate the family and that he wanted the house back, she froze for a moment, frowned, then looked at Qiao Nian at the side, and turned to old man Jiang, "Brother, what... is Zongjin doing? Everyone is a family, broken bones and connected tendons, what happened, is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

She was indifferent, disapproving: "If you have something to say, everyone can help solve it together. As the saying goes, 'the old man is here, no family is separated', so we should divide the family properly."

She is cousin to Mr. Jiang.

There is also a grandson who is as old as Jiang Xianrou, but his academic performance is not as good as Jiang Xianrou's. He didn't get into Tsinghua University and went to a third-tier college in Beijing.

She calculated very clearly that the child would definitely join Jiang's company in the future.

The Jiang family's company is again managed by Jiang Zongnan.

Jiang Zongjin has been the same as going out of the house all these years. Brothers are fighting against each other. It is obvious who she should please and who she should stand on.

She must be on the side of Erfang's family. The sale is good now, and it will be much more convenient for her to find Erfang to help arrange a job for her grandson in the future.

The cousin's grandma rolled her eyes, and she already figured out her position, and she seemed to be mocking: "Besides, the old house has always been lived by Zongnan and his family. It's easy to say that you have a red mouth and white teeth. In fact, it's not easy to say when you move. So easy..."

The location of the Jiang family's old house is very good. This area is recognized as the area of ​​the Beijing City Courtyard, and it is an area that money can't buy.

The house is a three-story villa house.

There is also a small garden of [-] square meters outside. The gardener usually takes care of it very carefully. There are flowers blooming in the yard in all seasons.

In Beijing City, in such an area where every inch of land is very expensive, if the Jiang family's old house is to be sold for money, let alone be worth over [-] million yuan.

Ordinary people may not be able to buy it with this money.

It can be said that an old house is not only a real estate, but also a symbol of a person's social status.

Jiang Xianrou and the others living here are equivalent to telling other families in Beijing that their first house is the heir chosen by Mr. Jiang!
This kind of conventional external value was the reason why Tang Wanru's face suddenly changed when she heard Jiang Zongjin's request to return the house.

Mr. Jiang has been holding the crutches in his hand and sitting in a wheelchair. His eyes are cloudy but if you look carefully, there is nothing hidden. He is by no means an elderly demented old man. The years have left ruthless marks on him, but he is gentle. With a wise character.

He ignored his chattering cousin, turned his head, glanced at Jiang Xianrou, and said, "Xianrou, what do you think?"

The eyes of relatives and elders once again fell on Jiang Xianrou.

(End of this chapter)