Chapter 388: Father Jiang Was Married Before?
Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon
Han Wangwangâs heart was filled with guilt, fear, and terror. Her heart was in a mess, and every breath he took was a struggle.
Song Ci sighed and said, âAfter I got pregnant, it was easier for me to get sleepy. After the banquet ended, I went back to my room to rest. When I woke up, I realized that your little uncle was not in bed. I saw him smoking on the balcony outside the bedroom. You also know that ever since I got pregnant, your little uncle doesnât smoke.â
âI was very worried about him. I thought that there was a problem in the business area, so I asked him what happened. In the end, he told me that he felt that you had made a mistake. After a series of questions, he finally told me that he saw you kissing Jiang Bi yesterday.â
Han Zhan treated Han Wangwang and Han Junjun as his own children. Last night at the banquet, he accidentally saw Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi kissing. At that time, his heart was in a mess.
Han Zhan had insomnia the entire night. When he thought about the possibility that his beloved niece was doing lace, he felt a headache coming on. He couldnât fall asleep, and a huge rock was pressing on his heart.
Having quit smoking for a long time, he couldnât control himself and started smoking again.
Han Wangwang naturally knew that Han Zhan had quit smoking long ago. When she heard that her little uncle broke the rules to smoke because of her, she knew that the situation was serious.
Since he had already been discovered, it would seem hypocritical if she continued to quibble. Han Wangwang could only force himself to admit it. â...Yes, Jiang Bi and I are indeed dating.â
When she heard Han Wangwang admit it, Song Ci still felt that it was unreal. âYou... you...â Song Ci stomped her foot and said,â Silly! â
Song Ci also knew some people with unique sexual orientation, but when this happened to her family, Song Ci found it hard to accept. She didnât feel repulsed, but she felt shocked and incredulous.
Han Wangwang was Han Yueyunâs daughter. If this matter was exposed, it would not only affect Han Yueyunâs career, but it would also damage his reputation. In the future, wherever he went, people would point at Han Yueyunâs back and say, âLook, his daughter is a pervert.â
However, it was not easy to control oneâs emotions. It was impossible to change oneâs sexual orientation.
It was easy to bend anything, but hard to correct it.
Han Wangwang was so anxious that she was about to cry. Her eyes were filled with tears. âLittle Aunt, what should I do? Will Little Uncle break my legs?â
Han Wangwang loved Han Zhan very much, but she was also very afraid of him.
When little uncle knew about this, he would definitely tell her parents. Jiang Zhen was still a âgirlâ now. He had endured humiliation for so many years just to avenge Jiang Bi. Han Wangwang naturally could not let Jiang Zhenâs efforts go to waste.
Han Wangwang was anxious at the thought that her whole family would know about this. She hadnât been beaten for many years, and her butt started to hurt.
âLittle Aunt, Little Uncle loves you the most. You have to put in a good word for me. Donât let Little Uncle beat me to death!â
Seeing that Han Wangwang was about to cry, Song Ciâs heart softened again.
She could not bear to see a beauty cry.
âYour little uncle wonât beat you to death...â She saw Han Wangwang sigh with relief and added, âAt best, heâll beat you half to death.â
Han Wangwangâs tears fell again.
Song Ci didnât have the heart to scare Han Wangwang anymore. She pressed her hands on Han Wangwangâs shoulders and reminded him, âYour little uncle will definitely talk to you later. Iâll give you a heads up first. Listen carefully, donât be stubborn with your little uncle. Donât mess around, just be obedient. When your little uncle gets angry, heâs a little fierce.â
Song Ci didnât know exactly how fierce he was. After all, Han Zhan had never been fierce to her before. However, the more good-tempered a person looked normally, the more terrifying their temper would be.
â... well, Iâll remember that.â
After receiving Song Ciâs reminder, Han Wangwangâs mind kept wandering while eating. She didnât dare to tell Jiang Zhen about this, not wanting to cause trouble for him.
Let me endure this storm alone.
The crayfish tasted delicious, but Han Wangwang could not taste it. Han Junjun knew that his sister liked crayfish the most. He breathed in the spicy smell of the crayfish while looking at his sister.
Seeing that his sister didnât eat the crayfish much, Han Junjun frowned. He felt that this wasnât a simple matter. He called his sister and saw that her sister didnât respond, so he picked up his plate and sat down beside Han Wangwang.
Han Junjun bumped Han Wangwangâs arm with his shoulder. Han Wangwang came back to her senses. She asked Han Junjun listlessly, âWhat are you doing?â
âSis, why arenât you eating the crayfish? It tastes really good. Itâs not worse than our momâs cooking. You used to be able to eat a pot by yourself. What happened today?â
Han Wangwang was frustrated. When she heard Han Junjunâs question, she shook her head absent-mindedly and said, âMy stomach doesnât feel well. I canât eat much.â
She was too frustrated to eat.
âPoor kid.â Han Junjun believed Han Wangwang and went to Zhong Lingâer with the bowl.
At this moment, Han Zhanâs phone suddenly rang.
He took off his gloves and looked at his phone. When he saw that it was from an unknown number, he hesitated before answering the call.
âHello?â
Seeing that Han Zhan was on the phone, everyone lowered their voices.
When Han Zhan heard the other party announce his home, he got up and went to a quiet place to answer the call. Once Han Zhan left, everyone started talking loudly again.
Han Zhan took five to six minutes to answer the call. Han Wangwang didnât know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Han Zhan looked at her specially before he sat down.
Aaron peeled a prawn for Nan Yanyan and asked Han Zhan in a low voice, âWho called?â
Han Zhan briefly explained, âItâs F International calling to discuss a collaboration.â Han Zhan had originally planned to contact F International, but he didnât expect the other party to also have the intention to collaborate with them and even called in advance.
Han Wangwang was sitting opposite Han Zhan and the others, so he naturally heard Han Zhanâs reply.
Han Wangwang felt strange. She had just mentioned this to Jiang Zhen in the afternoon, and now F International had taken the initiative to contact their little uncle. It was fate.
Han Zhan didnât eat the lobster himself, but patiently peeled the crayfish for Song Ci. However, Song Ci didnât appreciate his thoughtfulness. Song Ci said, âWhen you eat crayfish, you have to absorb this smell. If you only eat meat, you wonât absorb the smell. Thatâs soulless.â
Han Zhan smiled and reminded her, âEat less. Youâre pregnant. If you eat too much spicy food, you might get a stomachache.â
â... Okay.â
Han Zhan wiped his mouth, stood up, and said to everyone, âEveryone, I have something to attend to. Please excuse me. Enjoy your meal.â
Then, he glanced at Han Wangwang, who was about to bury her head in the lobster basin, and said expressionlessly, âWangwang, come to my study room after youâre done eating.â
Han Wangwang looked up suddenly and met Han Zhanâs eyes.
Han Wangwang was frightened by her uncleâs deep gaze. She quickly lowered her head. Because of her fear, Han Wangwangâs legs were trembling under the table.
After Han Zhan left, Song Ci handed a plate of crayfish to Han Wangwang and said in a low voice, âGo. Remember what I said. Donât be stubborn.â
Han Wangwang slowly stood up and slowly walked towards the building where the study was.
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Han Zhanâs study room occupied almost the entire floor. It was spacious and quiet.
This was the first time Han Wangwang entered Han Zhanâs study room. He stood in the room at the outermost layer of the study room. Seeing that there was no one behind the desk, he cautiously called out softly, âLittle Uncle.â
Han Zhanâs voice came from the innermost room. âCome in.â
Han Wangwang then passed through the library in the middle and entered the reading room in the innermost area. The light in the reading room was very bright and there were two armchairs inside. Han Zhan was not reading and was wiping a cane in his hand.
Han Wangwang recognized the cane. There was one in the Grand Dukeâs house. She had heard that when his little uncle made a mistake when he was young, the Grand Duke would use this cane to deal with him.
This was a cane passed down from their ancestors.
Han Wangwang stared at the cane as if she could see the scene of her being beaten until her skin split open. Han Wangwangâs eyelids were twitching and her legs were trembling.
âL-little Uncle, why did you call me here?â Han Wangwang pretended to be confused and didnât dare to mention what happened at the banquet last night.
Han Zhan did not even raise his head and continued to use the white handkerchief in his hand to wipe the canes. He said, âThe Han family only has one daughter.â
Han Wangwang nodded.
âYouâre with Jiang Bi, right?â When Han Zhan asked this, he raised his head and stared at Han Wangwang with an exceptionally sharp gaze.
Han Wangwangâs scalp turned numb. She twisted her hands together uneasily and stammered, âWe, we...â Han Wangwang stammered, unable to finish her sentence.
Pa!
Han Zhan slapped the vine hard against the corner. Han Wangwangâs heart started to tremble. She knelt down with a thud and closed her eyes. âIâm sorry, Little Uncle!â
Han Zhan turned around and shifted his legs. His toes were facing Han Wangwang.
He lowered his head to look at the girl kneeling in front of him and sighed in exasperation. âYouâre so silly! Youâre 23 years old! Youâre not a 15-year-old girl anymore! Do you know how serious this matter is?!â
âThis is much more serious than the matter of you meeting the netizens when you were 15 years old!â Until now, Han Wangwang and her father had never explained the truth of her meeting the netizens when she was 15 years old. Han Zhan really thought that Han Wangwang had met the netizens that year.
Han Wangwang felt wronged, but she couldnât tell Han Zhan the truth about Jiang Zhenâs gender. She held back her tears and said, âLittle Uncle, I like. I like. Is that wrong?â
Han Zhan was stunned by Han Wangwangâs question.
He muttered to himself for a moment before saying, âItâs true that you like someone, but you shouldnât like that person. You should know how big of an impact this matter will have on the Han family if it gets out. I donât care about these rumors and slanders. My reputation isnât good to begin with. But your father is currently at the critical period of his promotion. I have a friend who told me that your father will most likely be promoted to the capital next year.â
âAfter your Grand Duke passed away, the Han family lost their greatest protection. Although your grandfather still has his power, heâs not young anymore. He can only reach this height in this lifetime.â
âThe current Han family still depends on your father and the two of you. You became a lawyer and your brother is still young. How far your father can go is the key.â
âIf someone with ulterior motives makes a big deal out of this, your father will never be promoted again in this lifetime!â Han Yueyun had joined the army many years ago. After being injured and discharged from the army, he had gone to politics. To be able to reach his current state, he had to work very hard.
Han Yueyunâs abilities were outstanding. It was only a matter of time before he was transferred to the capital. However, Han Wangwangâs matter would definitely ruin Han Yueyunâs reputation.
Han Wangwang had considered these things as well. She knelt obediently, but she was actually feeling regretful. Before last night, she didnât know that Jiang Bi was Jiang Zhen, a boy. But at that time, she was also determined to get together with Jiang Zhen.
It was a good thing that Jiang Zhen was a boy. What if Jiang Zhen was really a girl?
Han Wangwang realized that she was selfish and childish. She said, âI know that I did something wrong. I will handle this matter.â
âHow are you going to handle it?â Han Zhan didnât believe that Han Wangwang could handle this matter.
How to handle?
Break up?
Han Wangwang was reluctant.
A secret relationship?
Little Uncle would definitely not agree.
Han Wangwang was speechless. She lowered her head like a stray dog.
At this moment, the phone in Han Zhanâs pocket rang again. Han Zhan frowned and took out his phone. Seeing that it was another unknown number, he wanted to ignore it, but the call ended by itself.
Han Zhan placed his phone on the corner table and was about to continue reprimanding Han Wangwang when another message came on his phone. Stranger: [Hello, Mr. Han. Iâm Jiang Bi. Can you take this call? I have something to say to you.]
Han Zhan raised his brows.
Jiang Bi?
Han Zhan looked at Han Wangwang and said, âKneel down. Iâll take this call first.â
Han Wangwang heaved a sigh of relief.
Han Zhan took his phone to the office at the far end of the study room and called Jiang Zhen.
Not long after Jiang Zhen returned home, he received a WeChat message from Song Ci.
Song Ci informed him that Han Zhan had already discovered the matter between him and Han Wangwang and was questioning Han Wangwang. When Jiang Zhen received this news, he didnât dare to stay in the Jiang family anymore. He found a random reason to hide.
At this moment, Jiang Zhen was standing by a man-made lake outside the Jiang family villa district.
It was dinner time and there werenât many people in the park.
After sending the message, Jiang Zhen waited for a minute before receiving Han Zhanâs call.
Jiang Zhen didnât dare to hesitate. He quickly answered the call and heard the sound of steady breathing. Knowing that Han Zhan was waiting for him to give an explanation, Jiang Zhen rubbed his forehead and called out in a low voice, âMr. Han.â
Han Zhan heard an unfamiliar male voice.
He was stunned for a moment, then he brought the phone to his ear. Han Zhan stared at the call interface and saw that he had dialed the right number. He asked in surprise, âWho are you?â
âMr. Han, hello, Iâm Jiang Bi.â
Han Zhan was confused.
Han Zhan, who was used to all kinds of situations, was stunned for once.
Jiang Bi was a man?
Jiang Bi was actually a man
While Han Zhan was shocked, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Damn it!
Fortunately, this fellow was a man!
âWhat happened?â The more shocked Han Zhan was, the shorter his words became.
Jiang Zhen: âItâs a long story...â
Han Wangwang knelt in the study for half an hour. Half an hour later, her little uncle finally finished his call and walked in slowly.
Han Wangwang looked up and secretly observed Han Zhanâs expression. Seeing that her little uncleâs handsome face was still cold, she couldnât tell what he was thinking, so she lowered her head obediently.
Han Zhan picked up the vine and said to Han Wangwang, âGive me your hand!â
Han Wangwang reached out her hand.
Han Zhan said, âYouâre a big girl now. Itâs not appropriate to spank you anymore. Stretch out your arms properly. If I donât hit you twenty times today, you wonât know your mistake.â
Han Wangwangâs hands reached out and hovered in the air. He gritted his teeth and said, âLittle Uncle, go ahead.â
If Han Zhan said he was going to hit, then he was really going to hit.
Han Zhan didnât use his full strength, but he didnât save his strength either. When the twenty boards landed, Han Wangwangâs hands were swollen and his palms were purple. However, she was strong-willed too. She didnât scream and begged for mercy.
After he was done, Han Zhan threw the rattan away and said, âI hit you because I want you to realize your mistake. I want you to reflect on how selfish you are for doing such a shameful thing!â
Han Wangwang did not dare to argue.
She was indeed selfish.
âYour girl... your friend told me everything,â Han Zhan said suddenly.
Han Wangwang looked up suddenly, her red eyes showing shock. âWhat... did he say?â
Han Zhan: âHeâs a man.â
Han Wangwang was shocked.
In order to protect me, Jiang Zhen had revealed his biggest secret to my little uncle?
When Han Zhan saw Han Wangwangâs touched gaze, he knew that this girl had been eaten by that brat from the Jiang family.
Damn it!
A good cabbage was eaten by that dog!
âAt least he knows how to protect you, he can be considered responsible.â Han Zhan didnât want Han Wangwang to date him because of the mess around Jiang Zhen. However, Jiang Zhen was devoted to Han Wangwang.
Nothing could compare to a sincere heart.
Han Zhan said, âBefore Jiang Zhenâs matter is settled, both of you better restrain yourselves. Donât make this matter bigger.â
If things got out of hand, it would be troublesome to handle.
Han Wangwang nodded, knowing that this matter was over. She didnât forget to remind Han Zhan, âLittle Uncle, only you and I know that Jiang Zhen is a man. If this matter is known by a third person, it must be you who spread it!â
âLittle Uncle, you have to keep it a secret!â
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows and laughed. âAre you doubting that I wonât keep my promise?â
Han Wangwang quickly stood up and said, âIâm leaving! Calm down!â Han Wangwang turned around and ran out of the study. She looked down at her bruised and swollen palm and gasped in pain.
Once Song Ci went upstairs, she saw Han Wangwang standing in the corridor. She was leaning against the wall and secretly wiping her tears. She looked so wronged.
Song Ci pitied her a little.
âHe hit you?â
Hearing Song Ciâs voice, Han Wangwang quickly wiped his tears and turned around. She pretended to be relaxed and shook her head at Song Ci. âNo, no, Iâm fine.â
Song Ci grabbed Han Wangwangâs hand.
Han Wangwangâs hands were hot and swollen. They couldnât be clenched into fists. Song Ci raised her hands and saw her hands that were badly beaten. Song Ci felt her heart ache. âCome with me to apply medicine.â
Han Wangwang shook her head and refused. âForget it. Let me learn from my mistakes.â
Song Ci said, âYou still have to work tomorrow. Youâre an adult. Donât do things only children do.â
Han Wangwang didnât refuse.
Song Ci took Han Wangwang to apply the medicine. While applying the medicine for Han Wangwang, she said, âThis is not a hard hit. You should be satisfied.â
Han Wangwang also understood that Han Zhan didnât go all out. If he really went all out, Han Wangwang would probably be lying down today.
Song Ci also didnât know what happened in the study room. She had to ask Han Wangwang about everything. âThen this matter will be over?â
Han Wangwang nodded and said, âI guess so.â
Song Ci was surprised. âHow did you talk to your little uncle?â She didnât expect Han Zhan to let Han Wangwang off so easily.
Han Wangwang said, âI just... just promise to be more restrained. In the future, I can only interact with Jiang Bi secretly and not be discovered. If Iâm discovered, I have to stop.â
âThatâs it?â
âThatâs it.â
Song Ci felt that Han Wangwang didnât tell the truth, so she planned to ask Han Zhan later. Han Wangwang had been beaten up and cried tonight, so she didnât have the face to see Jiang Zhen anymore. She stayed at the Imperial Dragon Villa tonight.
After Song Ci finished applying medicine for Han Wangwang, she went to the study to see Han Zhan.
Han Zhan was sitting behind his desk with his teacup in his hand. No one knew what he was thinking. He didnât even notice Song Ci coming in.
Song Ci knocked on his table and pulled his soul back.
Han Zhan looked up at Song Ci and asked her, âHave you applied medicine for Wangwang?â
âYeah, I did.â Song Ci walked directly to Han Zhanâs side, took away the teacup in his arms, and sat on his lap.
Han Zhan subconsciously hugged Song Ci.
Song Ci said, âHave you two talked? How did you talk about it? Wangwang said that you promised to let the two of them to keep in contact, but they must do it secretly. I thought about this and felt that she didnât tell the truth.â
Song Ci was not so easy to fool. Especially after she awakened Nangong Xianâs memories, she was even more meticulous and would definitely not believe Han Wangwangâs words.
Han Zhan knew that he couldnât hide it from Song Ci. He said, âIâll tell you a shocking secret.â
âOh?â
Han Zhan whispered into Song Ciâs ear.
After Song Ci heard the content clearly, her eyes widened. âAre you serious?â Jiang Zhen was a man? No wonder Han Zhan let Han Wangwang off so easily.
Han Zhan nodded. âItâs true. Jiang Zhen called me today in a male voice.â He touched Song Ciâs lower abdomen with his finger and told Song Ci, âI promised Jiang Zhen and Wangwang Doggy that I wouldnât tell anyone about this. I only told you, you cannot tell anyone.â
Song Ci was quite tight-lipped. Although she did not know why Jiang Bi was disguised as a woman, there must be a reason for him to do so. If she revealed this matter, it would definitely affect Jiang Zhen. At best, his identity would be exposed and at worst, he would lose his life!
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After ending the call with Han Zhan, Jiang Zhen held his phone and walked towards the Jiang residence. As he walked, he sent Han Wangwang a WeChat message to ask about her situation.
Han Wangwang was probably still being scolded or busy. She didnât reply to his message.
When Jiang Zhen returned to the Jiang family home and walked into the courtyard, he saw that the car sent by the Jiang family to fetch the Sheng family from the airport was already parked in the courtyard. It seemed that the Sheng family had arrived.
Jiang Zhen walked in and just as he reached the entrance, he heard Jiang Weimin and Sheng Jingâs laughter mixed with the laughter of two women.
When Jiang Zhen walked into the living room, his tall figure instantly stole the afterglow of the setting sun. Sheng Jing sensed the change in the light and turned his head to look in the direction of the shadow. He saw a woman in a neutral wind suit standing at the entrance.
The womanâs long hair was slightly curled and draped behind her head. She had her hands in her pockets and her presence was extremely strong.
Sheng Jing stared into the other partyâs face as he slowly rose to his feet. âAre you... Biâer?â
It must be Biâer!
She looked so similar to my junior sister when she was young!
Jiang Zhen stood up straight and nodded at Sheng Jing. He greeted him obediently, âUncle Sheng.â
Sheng Jingâs eyes turned red.
Sheng Jing had been feeling unwell for the past few years and had been taking leave to recuperate. When he returned last month, he found out that Jiang Bi had been found. Otherwise, he would have come to see Jiang Zhen long ago.
Sheng Jing walked towards Jiang Zhen with tears in his eyes. He grabbed Jiang Zhenâs hand. In a moment of agitation, he raised his hand and touched Jiang Zhenâs face.
Feeling the real warmth, Sheng Jing cried on the spot. âYouâre really Little Junior Sisterâs child. I really didnât expect you to be found. If Little Junior Sister is still alive, if Little Junior Sister is still alive...â
Sheng Jingâs heart ached when he thought about how his little martial sister had been diagnosed with depression because of the two children. She even jumped off a building and died. She didnât even get to see the children until she died.
âBiâer, your mother has suffered for you and your brother for half her life! She misses you and your brother even until her death. Biâer, your motherâs life has been tough!â
Jiang Zhen was affected by Sheng Jingâs emotions. Thinking of that poor woman, her eyes reddened. Sheng Jingâs lover saw that the situation had gone out of control and rushed over to hold Sheng Jing up. She advised him, âHubby, donât cry. Your heart is not good. You canât be agitated.â
Hearing this, Jiang Zhen quickly comforted Sheng Jing. âUncle Sheng, donât cry. Letâs go over and sit down. We can talk slowly.â
âOkay!â
Jiang Zhen and Madam Sheng led Sheng Jing to the sofa and sat down. Only then did Jiang Weimin introduce Jiang Zhen and the Sheng coupleâs daughter.
âBiâer, this girl is Uncle Shengâs daughter. Sheâs a month older than you, and her name is Sheng Qingya. Uncle Sheng and the others will be staying in Wang Dong City for a while. Qingya isnât familiar with Wang Dong City either. If you have time, take your Sister Qingya around.â
Jiang Weimin wanted Jiang Zhen to be good friends with Sheng Qingya so that Sheng Qingya and Jiang Guchuan could have more opportunities to meet.
As soon as Jiang Zhen saw Sheng Qingyaâs looks and temperament, he understood Jiang Weiminâs plan. Sheng Qingya wasnât very beautiful, but her looks were pretty and elegant. She was wearing a long green dress as she sat on the sofa. She was rather eye-catching.
She was still not as pretty as Wang Wang.
Jiang Zhen called Sheng Qingya âsisterâ and heard the sound of a car outside.
Zhu Xiulan stood up and said, âMaybe Gu Chuan is back.â
Hearing this, Jiang Zhen glanced at Sheng Qingya and noticed that after Sheng Qingya heard Jiang Guchuanâs name, she subconsciously straightened her back and opened her shoulders completely, making her look even more elegant.
It seemed like this woman had a good impression of Jiang Guchuan.
When Jiang Zhen heard Jiang Guchuan enter the house, he heard Zhu Xiulanâs voice. âAiya, why are you back so late? Your Uncle and Auntie Sheng have already arrived.â
Jiang Guchuan said, âI was delayed for a while because of the companyâs matters. There was a traffic jam on the way.â After he finished speaking, Jiang Guchuan walked in.
Jiang Guchuan stopped when he saw Sheng Jing and Madam Sheng. He smiled and nodded. âUncle Sheng, Aunt Sheng, itâs been hard on you to come all this way. I apologize for not going out to meet you.â
âYoung people should prioritize their work. We can understand that.â Sheng Jing naturally wouldnât lower himself to Jiang Guchuanâs level.
After seeing the Sheng couple, Jiang Guchuan sat down beside Jiang Zhen.
Beside Jiang Zhen was Sheng Qingya. Sheng Jing pointed at Sheng Qingya and said to Jiang Guchuan, âThis is our Qingya. Sheâs a few years younger than you and is the same age as your sister.â
Jiang Guchuan was already at the age of marriage, and it was time for him to get married. He was busy with work and had not met a girl he particularly liked, so Zhu Xiulan was busy looking for a good girl for him.
Jiang Guchuan was no longer an impulsive young man around the age of six or seven. When it came to choosing a spouse, he was no longer like when he was a teenager who only cared about appearance and personality. He cared more about how much benefits this marriage could bring him.
The Sheng family was a well-known jewelry designer in the country. Sheng Qingya was also a graduate from a famous school. Despite her young age, she was already a famous jewelry designer.
He was willing to marry Sheng Qingya.
After hearing Sheng Jingâs words, Jiang Guchuan started chatting with Sheng Qingya.
Jiang Zhen sat between them, feeling awkward.
Finally, it was time to eat. This time, Jiang Zhen cleverly sat on the far side and let Sheng Qingya sit next to Jiang Guchuan. Zhu Xiulan was relieved to see that Jiang Zhen was so sensible.
After dinner, Sheng Jing had something to say to Jiang Zhen, so the two of them left the Jiang Residence. They strolled and talked.
Sheng Jing told Jiang Zhen, âOn the day the two of you were born, I was concerned about your mother and sonâs situation and even took a plane back specially. The moment I arrived at the hospital, the two of you were born. You may not know this, but Iâm not only your Uncle Sheng, Iâm also your godfather.â
Sheng Jing had the closest relationship with his junior sister, Lan Ruoyun. Lan Ruoyun had hugged the children and acknowledged him as their godfather. Jiang Zhen naturally did not know what happened at that time. Hearing this, he said, âI think that Uncle and my mother have the best relationship.â
âOf course. I was the first to become a student under my teacherâs name. When I arrived at the Lan family, Junior Sister was only thirteen years old and was still a little girl. To be honest, I once pursued your mother, but your mother chose your father.â
At the mention of the past, Sheng Jing was deeply moved. âI was very unconvinced at that time. You know your father, other than his face being better looking than mine and his mouth being more eloquent than mine, how is he better than me?â
âAt that time, I was so focused on your mother that I didnât even hold the hands of other girls. I was very clean. As for your father, not only was he married, but his first wife was also dead. He had a cinnabar mole in his heart and had a white moonlight. Your mother even chose him. I was really indignant at that time!â
âBut then I met Qinyaâs mother, and I finally met true happiness...â Sheng Jing was still talking about the past, so he didnât notice the change in Jiang Zhenâs expression.
After hearing Sheng Jingâs words, Jiang Zhen realized that Jiang Weimin was married before!
âMy father was married before?â Jiang Zhen interrupted Sheng Jingâs muttering.
Sheng Jing stopped and turned his head to look at Jiang Zhen. He said, âThis is true. Itâs normal that you donât know. At that time, your grandfather didnât want your mother to marry your father, but he couldnât resist Junior Sisterâs liking. In the end, he agreed.â
âHow did my fatherâs ex-wife die?â
âThey died in a shipwreck. They were from the same company. At that time, the company organized a team-building and organized employees to take a ship to the Imperial Dragon Abyss River for a night view. In the end, the ship sank... In that accident, several people died, and a few bodies were washed away by the water. They couldnât be found. Your fatherâs ex-wife couldnât be found.â
When Jiang Zhen heard this, he took note and decided to go back and investigate.