Chapter 871

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“Little Miss, Hall Master Fatty, you all know this person. He is Jiang Zhanpeng’s father, Jiang Guotao.” Zhou Yunjie saw that Chen Meng’er was also curious, so he did not keep her in suspense and replied.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“What? Did I hear wrong? You said it was Jiang Guotao?” Fatty looked at Zhou Yunjie with an expression that said his ears were fine.

“Hall Master Fatty, you didn’t hear wrong. I’m talking about Jiang Guotao. And it’s the Jiang Guotao that you know,” Zhou Yunjie said with a serious face.

“Damn, he actually has a mistress?” Fatty thought of Jiang Guotao’s wife, he couldn’t help but shiver. Back then, this vicious woman was the one who prevented Fatty and the others from getting married. She was stone-hearted and cruel and would stop at nothing to get her way.

He had seen with his own eyes how Jiang Guotao had been taught to be obedient by his wife. It was extremely normal for his ears to be torn in public. “However, if I were Jiang Guotao, I would have given up on that mistress long ago.”

“I’m more curious. Does Jiang Zhanpeng know who opened Blue?” Chen Meng’er was curious. She was different from Fatty.

“He definitely doesn’t know. If he knew, would this private club still be open so peacefully? It would have been razed to the ground by Jiang Zhanpeng long ago.” Fatty said with a knowing expression.

“Uncle Fatty, that’s not certain. If I’m not wrong, Jiang Guotao’s wife might not know who opened Blue, but Jiang Zhanpeng definitely knows. Moreover, Blue also belongs to Jiang Zhanpeng. Yunjie, am I right?” Chen Meng’er asked confidently.

“Yes, Little Miss, you are absolutely right. Word of Blue is spreading. It was opened by Jiang Guotao’s mistress. However, the truth is, in Blue, Jiang Zhanpeng also has a 140% share.” Zhou Yunjie remembered that he had never mentioned this to his little miss, however, his little miss was able to guess so well. He couldn’t help but admire her.

“Ah?” Fatty was obviously shocked by this news. “Why didn’t Jiang Zhanpeng avenge his mother?” Fatty was a little confused.

“Well, if my guess is correct, Jiang Zhanpeng shouldn’t be the child of Jiang Guotao’s wife,” Chen Meng’er touched her chin and said.

“It can’t be. Back then, the entire capital knew that Jiang Guotao’s wife was pregnant.” Fatty wanted to tell Chen Meng’er and the others with certainty, but when he spoke, he wasn’t sure. As Fatty spoke, his questioning gaze fell on Zhou Yunjie.