The first pet of the famous family: the return of a thousand gold

Chapter 87 Just a pawn

"dad."

Jiang Panpan went home angrily. Before the door was closed, he turned around and kicked the incompetent bodyguard heavily.

The bodyguard dared not speak out, but the expression on his face was not quite right.

Jiang Panpan's heart skipped a beat, he quickly stood up properly, lowered his head slightly, turned around and looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes on the sofa, and shouted respectfully.

Jiang Mingyuan glanced at the cheap daughter in front of him from behind the red wine glass in his hand, and it was very helpful for her to be as respectful as a mouse seeing a cat.

"came back."

Jiang Panpan changed the leather shoes on his feet, raised his heels slightly, and even though he was wearing slippers, he did not relax his demeanor. He walked gracefully to the crystal tea table, picked up the long-necked silver jug ​​carved with vines, and refilled his father with another glass of wine. .

"Well, the production team has wrapped up, so I'll hurry back to see you. I don't see you every day, how are you doing?"

Jiang Mingyuan took the luminous cup from his daughter with both hands, and shook it a few times. The blood-colored wine in the cup was rippling and fragrant.

He took a sip lightly, narrowed his cloudy eyes, his eyes were black and dark, and secretly and quickly looked up and down Jiang Panpan.

Jiang Panpan's hairs stood on end, and he forcibly remained calm, doing his duty of filial piety to his daughter.

From the day she was picked up by her current father, she knew that she was actually just a chess piece, and she came to the Jiang family only to cooperate with Jiang Mingyuan in acting, and to take the Jiang family under his control.

No matter how much Jiang Mingyuan doted on her on the surface, she would never forget how lightly he ordered his subordinates to feed her biological parents and younger brother Chen Jiang to the fish when they first met.

He is her enemy and her benefactor.

Her biological parents valued sons over daughters. In order to let her younger brother drink an extra bowl of goat milk every morning, they appointed her to a bachelor who was almost 40 years old in the village as a child bride.

The old bachelor had never seen a woman in his life, and he did all kinds of disgusting things to her who was only three years old.

She was too scared to cry, but she was rescued by accident.

Then her name was changed, her identity was changed, she was raised with good food and drink for two months, and then she was welcomed into Jiang's family and became Jiang Panpan.

The eldest grandson of the Jiang family, Jiang Panpan, who is well-clothed and well-fed!

It wasn't until he saw the noble and critical face of the old lady of the Jiang family that Jiang Panpan finally understood her usefulness.

The child of the poor has long been in charge of the family. She has never been stupid, and has been taught by cruel threats, so she instinctively understands what choices she should make.

She wants to be a master.

She is the young lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Panpan.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and the filth in the high-ranking households is even more unspeakable for outsiders.

Jiang Panpan had the confidence in Jiang Mingyuan's hands, and he and the second wife of the Jiang family were natural allies.

As for Jiang Mingyuan, he was the master of the second room and her master.

"I heard that the director didn't think highly of you."

Jiang Mingyuan took the cigar that his cheap daughter had baked and lit, took a deep breath coolly, and exhaled a light blue smoke.

Jiang Panpan's face was pale, he picked up a clean toothpick, forked a piece of iced watermelon, and fed it to Jiang Mingyuan's mouth.

"I will work harder."

Jiang Mingyuan snorted lightly, and threw the cigar he had just smoked into the ashtray.

"What's the use of working hard, I heard that your scenes are almost cut."

Jiang Panpan lowered his face in embarrassment, and his voice was like a gnat.

"You know all about it?"

That bitch Wang Qiuping swallowed her hush money, and then turned around and sold her!
Jiang Mingyuan didn't answer, he looked at her indifferently for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and slapped her across the face.

Jiang Panpan was slapped sideways by the force of the oversized hand, his forehead hit the soft leather sofa, and his mind buzzed!
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I just think that I am too old, and I should learn to deal with these small things; you provide us with a good life and work hard every day. I want to share your worries. "

Jiang Panpan knelt on his knees, his chin almost dropped to his chest, his cheeks were hot, but he didn't dare to reach out to rub them.

Jiang Mingyuan wiped his hands with a snow-white napkin, threw it away, and sneered again.

"Being driven away by the crew like a bereaved dog, and fled home with a limp, is this how you deal with it?"

Jiang Panpan kowtowed his head to the ground, and his body naturally pouted.

"Daughter is dull, please advise."

Jiang Mingyuan raised his shiny leather shoes and crushed them hard on her side face, which was very similar to Li Jinman's, his tone was full of malice and disdain.

"You are not a high-ranking noble daughter, and you sometimes beg me, a useless wretch, huh? Haha!"

Hearing his wild laughter, Jiang Panpan could only hold tightly to the fur of the long-haired carpet on the ground, trying to hold back.

Jiang Er hates his mother.

But he had to curry favor with Li Jinman, like a pug dog who tried his best to please his master but was always ready to retaliate.

So she became his punching bag.

One day, when she gets enough rights in her hands...

Jiang Panpan bit her lips tightly, with two bags of tears in her eyes, but she refused to shed them no matter what.

Only by suffering through hardships can one become a master, this is the first lesson Jiang Er taught her, bear the burden of humiliation!

"You are the mainstay of the Jiang family. If grandma hadn't been eccentric and prevented you from displaying your talents, the Jiang family would have been raised to a higher level long ago."

Jiang Panpan's flattery pleased Jiang Mingyuan.

He put down his leather shoes with a slam, leaned back on the back of the sofa, and took a sip from the silver flagon.

"It's not in vain to teach you for three years, and you can still speak."

Jiang Panpan felt relieved, as if he had received an amnesty.

"What my daughter says is from the bottom of my heart!"

"Okay, stop taking pictures. I don't have time to listen to you saying these things are useless." Jiang Mingyuan waved his hand, his eyes turned red.

"I am very dissatisfied with your recent performance."

Like a judge who seduced the soul, he declared the crime indifferently.

Jiang Panpan's kneeling body tensed again, trying to explain, but held back.

Jiang Mingyuan looked at her face with disgust, and the anger in his heart was stimulated by alcohol, and he kept shouting.

"Looks like I need to teach you something else."

Jiang Mingyuan glanced at her young and shriveled body, and the amorous demeanor he had learned from imitating Li Jinman for many years, and threw the empty flagon in his hand towards her head!
Bitch!A bitch who can't do without a man!
Jiang Panpan shrank his neck subconsciously and dodged, his eyes tightly closed.

There were muffled sounds, and the valuable silver flagon from the last century was parked in the long-haired carpet, like a pearl covered in dust.

"Come with me."

Jiang Mingyuan seemed to be out of breath, and got up to give orders.

Jiang Panpan did not dare to disobey, and followed silently.

Jiang Mingyuan didn't accommodate her foot injury, and walked with great strides.

Jiang Panpan gritted his teeth and followed, staring at the bodyguard standing outside the door like a wooden stake.

Hurry up and help her up!

The bodyguard Quan in sunglasses trotted forward to open the door for the second master. On the trouser legs of the black suit, there were dirt marks that were not cleaned by slapping, all of which were kicked by Jiang Panpan.

Jiang Panpan was so angry that his heart ached, but he didn't dare to lose his temper and punish the restless bodyguard in front of Jiang Er, who was full of evil spirits, so he could only endure the anger and speed up to keep up.

In a hurry, she lost all manners, and her limp became more obvious, like a pitiful and ridiculous clown.

(End of this chapter)