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Chapter 593 No one can stop your future
Under Jiang Huaichu's horrified eyes, Old Master Jiang's voice can even be said slowly: "Old Mellon is critically ill, he can't hold power now, at least he can have a direct descendant of him to inherit everything from him, If not today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, one month, old Mellon will wait for the opportunity to take you to country A. Today is already the best plan. You and the Wen family boy are already engaged, and no one can stop you s future."

There were so many profound meanings in Mrs. Jiang's words, even the head of the bodyguard who was listening secretly couldn't help turning his face to the side, peeping at Mrs. Jiang through his black sunglasses.

Jiang Huaichu said stubbornly: "But I really don't want to go."

Mrs. Jiang: "Who are you worried about?"

Jiang Huaichu suddenly fell silent, but the look on her face revealed what she was thinking.

After all, he was still too young, Old Master Jiang sighed: "You are so well protected by him, he is not what he seems on the surface, he knew about this matter much earlier than you."

"Then...then why didn't he tell me."

Old Mr. Jiang smiled: "That's why I say you are well protected by him."

Jianghuai was at a loss for words at first.

Old Mrs. Jiang: "But there are many dangers in the world. Even God can't protect the world. You won't stay under his wings forever. You will grow up. I know your temperament. You are not the kind who will cling to others." children."

The bodyguard over there looked at the watch in his hand, and urged again: "Master Jiang!"

Old Master Jiang ignored her, and still looked at Jiang Huaichu peacefully.

Jiang Huaichu pursed her lips for a long time without saying a word, there was a silent and dangerous atmosphere in the air, she gritted her teeth for a while and said, "Can I meet him?"

She didn't want to go, but she couldn't escape in this posture, and she could only give Mrs. Jiang the illusion that she had compromised.

After finally sending Wen Fengxi away, if the two of them meet again, there may be another change.

Old Mr. Jiang was calm and composed: "This won't work."

Although Mrs. Jiang was very kind to them in normal times, he still had the irresistible aura of a politician in his bones.

It is basically impossible for Mrs. Jiang to say so.

Jiang Huaichu was silent for a moment: "How long?"

Mrs. Jiang: "The way to go next depends on you."

The draft from the garage blew up her wide skirt, exposing the girl's thin shoulders to the cold wind.

"Then grandpa takes care of himself."

Old Mr. Jiang looked lovingly: "I will."

Seeing that the conversation between the two of them was almost over, the head of the bodyguard over there came up to him, "Miss Jiang, this way please."

Jiang Huaichu held up the hem of her skirt and got into the car next to her, and she even became two bodyguards who were not at ease beside her.

The rest of the bodyguards also boarded the other cars. Jiang Huaichu could only see the old man Jiang standing in the wind through the dim car window pasted with one-way film, watching the convoy go away, and his figure gradually disappeared. In the roadside scenery that keeps going backwards.

Jiang Huaichu looked away, and did not talk to the bodyguards beside him, leaning back in the chair with a blank expression on his face.

The burly bodyguard hesitated for a while, then took off his suit jacket and handed it to Jiang Huaichu.

In February, the weather in the imperial capital was close to zero. Even though the car was fully heated, Jiang Huaichu would not treat himself badly, so he took the suit jacket and put it on.

(End of this chapter)