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Ye Wangchuan grabbed her cup and placed it on the coffee table. Then, he looked down at her and said, âThen, do you care?â
Qiao Nian felt a little annoyed. She paused for a moment and said, âI asked Daji to check on the hospitalâs internal information. Nie Qixing is probably dying⦠Otherwise, with her personality, she wouldnât have come after me so soon.â
Even without her saying it, Ye Wangchuan could guess most of it.
His deep and narrowed eyes were fixed on the girl as he slowly said, âI mean Tang Wanruâ¦â
Qiao Nian looked up and met his gaze. Seeing the coldness in his eyes, she looked away and rubbed her temples.
Ye Wangchuan continued lazily, â⦠Itâs not suitable for her to continue staying in the Jiang Family.â
He knew Qiao Nian had been holding back on Tang Wanru because of Old Master Jiang, Jiang Li, and the others.
This time, Tang Wanru did not cause any substantial harm to the family, but next time, the following time⦠As long as she continued to stay in the Jiang Family, there would be countless ânext timeâs.
Who could guarantee that she could achieve her goal without hurting the Old Master?
What if the next time Nie Qingru asked for Old Master Jiangâs life in exchange, or if she used Jiang Zongjinâ¦
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes and lowered his tone. âDo you want me to deal with this?â
Qiao Nianâs facial features were exquisite. She took off her baseball cap and twirled it around her fingertips as she thought. After a moment, she calmly said, âLetâs see how they deal with it first.â
She was clearly referring to Jiang Zongnan and Jiang Yaoâ¦
Tang Wanru had gone overboard by lying about Old Master Jiangâs health this time.
Letâs see if her second uncle and the others would do anything.
The atmosphere in the Jiang Family villa was heavy.
Jiang Zongnan told the servants to leave early.
Only his family was left in the huge villa.
Old Master Jiang was also at home with a nurse wheeling him. Besides the nurse, the only outsider was a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses.
The middle-aged man stood in a corner, trying his best to reduce his presence. He was as quiet as a backdropâ¦
Jiang Zongnan sat on the sofa with a deep frown.
A few pages were spread out in front of him. They were densely packed with words⦠He seemed to carefully read the terms before picking up a fountain pen to sign.
âDad!â Jiang Yao tried to stop him, and the atmosphere turned cold.
Everyone looked at him.
His temples were throbbing, and his eyes were dark. He pursed his lips and solemnly said, âHave you thought it through? You canât go back after signing this.â
Neither Old Master Jiang nor Jiang Li said anything.
Jiang Zongnan seemed moved by his words. His grip on the fountain pen tightened. A second later, he said in a low voice, âIf it werenât for the two of you, I would have signed this long ago. Fortunately, itâs not too late todayâ¦â
âDad.â Jiang Yao hesitated for a long time but could not say anything to persuade him.
After all, even he, as her son, could not stand what Tang Wanru had done. How could he have the face to force his father to endure itâ¦
Jiang Zongnan ignored him and decisively signed his name at the end.
Then, he sat up straight and let out a long breath. His expression was one of relief as he handed all the documents to the middle-aged man standing in the corner.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâve signed it.â