Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"Don't you want my shares? Kneel down and beg me, beg me, I will consider it."

Xu Jiuru was stunned.

"Don't kneel?" Jiang Fuxi took out his mobile phone without hurriedly, and dialed, "Brother Zhi——"

"and many more!"

Xu Jiuru struggled for a long time, leaned on the chair and knelt, hands on both sides, clenched into fists, she gritted her teeth and exhaled deeply: "Fu Xi, for the sake of raising you, help me Jiang family once."

Jiang Fuxi filled the cup with tea, and let Xu Jiuru kneel. She slowly sipped the tea: "The Jiang family will go to where it is today. I have half of my credit. It took so much effort to break you. Do you think I will give up halfway?" She chuckled, "Grandma, why are you so whimsical?"

"you you--"

Xu Jiuru's face turned blue with anger, and she fell back and hit the foot of the chair. She grabbed the collar, stretched her neck, and gasped: "You...cough cough cough cough cough..."

Jiang Fuxi smiled more happily, leaning over to look at the old man who was kneeling on the ground with his rickety back: "How do you taste the medicine Jiang Zhi has taken?"

Xu Jiuru's throat choked and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

The blood splashed on Jiang Fuxi's shoes, and she bent down and wiped it with her kerchief.

"Ah."

After smiling, the corners of her mouth were pulled down, and the bottoms of her eyes were instantly dark: "It really deserves it."

Gui also laughed and scolded it.

"mother!"

It was Jiang Weier. She ran in and hurriedly helped Xu Jiuru on the ground. Xu Jiuru's mouth was full of blood, coughing out of breath, her legs straightened, and she passed out.

Jiang Weier looked up and asked Jiang Fuxi, "What did you do?"

"Then ask what your good mother did."

Jiang Weier raised his hand and slapped it over: "Then do you know what you are doing?"

Her hands were so strong that Jiang Fuxi had short-term tinnitus after being fanned.

"Fu Xi." Gui's eyes reddened anxiously.

Jiang Fuxi touched his numb face with the back of his hand, laughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised his head.

"Snapped!"

The second slap, hit harder.

Both Gui and Jiang Fuxi were stunned.

The corners of Jiangweier’s eyes were slightly red: "I just got the news that my mother’s medicine was touched by someone. At her age, that kind of chronic poison can kill her in three months. If she does anything bad, I don't object to you using proper channels to seek justice, but no one can do anything that is harmful to human lives." After that, she helped Xu Jiuru on the ground up and shouted outside the house, "Jiang Chuan, call an ambulance." "

That night, Jiang Fuxi and the Gui family moved out of Jiang's house. Her orange cat named Hexi was not taken away, and died in a fountain in the backyard.

Xu Jiuru was in a coma for one day and one night, and it was already the night after waking up.

She opened her eyes and saw the eldest son.

"mother."

Only Jiang Wei opened in the ward.

Xu Jiuru looked around, but didn't see the person she was looking for. She took off the oxygen mask: "Where is Brother Lin? Hurry up and call Brother Lin."

Jiang Weikai said: "It's already on the road."

"Tell him," she said laboriously, panting, "no matter what price he pays, I can't let the Jiang family fall into the hands of the Lu family."

Jiang Wei opened the caller on the hospital bed: "You take care of your illness, don't worry about this, Lin Ge'er knows it all in his heart."

"Is there a count?" Xu Jiuru looked at the ceiling and sneered. "Jiang Zhi and the Lu family came to calculate me. Brother Lin didn't do anything from start to finish. Do you think I don't know?"

Would she not know how capable Jiang's parents and grandchildren are? It wasn't that he couldn't stop it, but he was watching with cold eyes, one by one, watching her all betrayal.

"mother--"

Xu Jiuru's eyes were hollow, and he looked at the dazzling light and muttered to himself: "I, Xu Jiuru, who committed sins in my previous life, will raise children and grandchildren like you."

Jiang Wei was silent.

It's not the sins committed in the previous life, but the sins committed in this life.

When Jiang Xiaolin was eight years old, he was kidnapped. The kidnappers demanded two billion from the Jiang family. At that time, Jiang had a funding shortfall. Xu Jiuru did not pay the two billion ransom. An eight-year-old child set a fire and burned. Four gangsters died, and they crawled back with all their injuries. When they climbed to Jiang's house, they only breathed.

Is this the sin of the last life? It is the sin of this life.

The results of all the betrayal and separation are also the reasons she personally planted.

At 7:30, Jiang Xiaolin drove to the hospital. He just entered the gate of the hospital and received a call from Tang Xiang.

"Will you come back tonight?"

Rare, I took the initiative to call him.

The shadow between Jiang Xiaolin's eyebrows swept away: "What are you doing?"

"Should I save food for you?"

Tang Xiang is a competent "nanny". After living in his house, he covered his dinner.

Jiang Xiaolin slowed down: "It looks like that."

Tang thought: "?"

What's the matter?

He could hear his voice brisk and in a good mood: "Like a wife who is alone with her empty girlfriend, hoping for her husband to come home."

"..."

Tang Xiang was speechless for a long time: "I have never seen you so thick-skinned before."

Didn't he persuade him before, but after confession he broke the jar.

The gangster who did his best, really didn't have the courage in front of her. After nearly ten years, dozens of letters of confession were written, but none was sent.

"Tang thought, I'm almost thirty." His tone was quite solemn, "I will be old if I don't get you in my hands."

do? Is this man a bandit?

Don't you want to talk to him: "You haven't returned to me yet, do you want to leave a meal for you?"

"No, I will spend the night in the hospital today." The door of the ward was right in front. He stopped and leaned against the wall with his eyelids drooping. The gray shadow of his eyelashes fell. Under the light, the outline of his side face was very soft, "You One should lock doors and windows at home."

Tang thought: "Well, I'm hanging up."

"Don't hang up."

Tang Xiang was silent for a while: "What else?"

His voice is very low, as if discussing, as if begging her: "Consider me, huh?"

The last word, with a hook in the ending, is annoying.

Tang Xiang hung up the phone immediately, touched his face, it was hot.

This person...

She sat in the living room for a long time before her heartbeat calmed down. She got up and poured a glass of cold water to drink. After drinking, she went to close the balcony door. When the door was closing, suddenly, a black gloved hand got stuck in the middle.