Mr. Wen, show your heart

Chapter 87·87 He Has No Plan
The Jiang family's study room has become his own study room since Mr. Jiang came back. Many of the graceful and luxurious decorations that Jiang Fusheng liked before have been removed, and some simple but priceless antiques have been placed on them. up.

Mr. Jiang sat down behind the large desk, and looked coldly at the calm young man in front of him.

"Wen Jiusi, right? You took my granddaughter away, but you still dare to enter the gate of my Jiang family openly."

Wen Jiusi lowered his head and smiled, "Since I want her, I never thought of hiding it."

The crutch in Mr. Jiang's hand was not light or heavy, and he smashed it to the ground, and said disdainfully with a condescending attitude.

"You want her? You, a psychiatrist, have no basis for wanting my Jiang family's granddaughter. Do you think Chuchu is a cheap object?"

Although Mr. Jiang was furious, Wen Jiusi knew in his heart that he was not angry because his granddaughter was coveted, but because he felt that Wen Jiusi did not have enough capital to make this deal with him.

He felt gloomy in his heart, but still maintained the basic etiquette, "...In your eyes, what kind of person can have her?"

Mr. Jiang did it at his fingertips.

"Yuan Cheng of the Yuan family, and Song Chuyi, the crown prince of Songyu Electric, are all chosen by her. They will never be someone like you. Dr. Wen, you and them are born in two worlds, people, or It’s better to be aware of yourself, and don’t think about things that don’t belong to you.”

Although Mr. Jiang usually has the image of an aristocratic family in power, but at this time, facing what he thinks is the "next class" people, he has revealed a bit of arrogance.

Wen Jiusi let out a slow "Oh".

"It appears that you investigated me, but... your sources may not be accurate."

Wen Jiusi stood up, a few words were enough for him to see through the old man in front of him.

Vulgar, snobbish, longing for wealth, but concealing all of this under the crutches of a long gown, trying to pretend to be an old man who is indifferent to fame and fortune.

He felt that there was no need to talk any further.

Mr. Jiang was dissatisfied with his appearance of being neither humble nor overbearing. Seeing Wen Jiusi's actions, he frowned immediately, "Young people are always a little confident, but if they are too confident, they become frivolous."

"When you feel that there is a class difference between others and you, have you ever thought that others also think that you are also... unsightly?"

Wen Jiusi's voice was as gentle as usual, but it was this kind of gentleness that made Mr. Jiang feel despised, as if he was the proud son of heaven, and he was just a piece of mud under his feet.

Mr. Jiang, who had been successful for most of his life, was suddenly furious. He picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at Wen Jiusi.

"What are you! You dare to boast in front of me."

Wen Jiusi turned around nimbly, dodging the teacup, which fell to the ground and fell to pieces immediately.

"Who am I, you will know later."

After speaking, he stepped forward and wanted to go outside.

Mr. Jiang thought he was playing tricks, his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule.

"I don't care what ecstasy you gave Chuchu, if you leave her, I can give you a better life than you are now a doctor."

"Forget it, I don't have any plans for you or the Jiang family."

(End of this chapter)