Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 6 His strength
Madam Jiang was so angry that she almost pouted.

She blushed from white to white, and trembled with anger: "The ancestors of the Qin family were kings and grandchildren, a century-old nobleman, how could you be educated to be so disrespectful? You Qin family are still shameless? Our Jiang family is married to the Ming Dynasty. What kind of law did you violate? Qin Huai, you bastard, do you still see me as an elder in your eyes? Are you lacking morality? You ruined my son's marriage, ruined my son's fate, ruined my son's life, what kind of place do you think the Jiang family is? ? You are simply lawless and bullying too much."

Qin Huai's eyebrows remained unmoved, two walnuts flowed lightly from his palm, and he smiled: "Wonderful? If you do such a ridiculous thing, won't the old lady be afraid of losing her life?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang felt cold in her heart. She was born in a prominent family, made great military achievements, and held a high position. Few old guys, not to mention juniors, would dare to treat her like this.

It's just a disabled person in a wheelchair, so arrogant and arrogant, what a jerk!
She snorted heavily, and sneered: "Absurd? My old lady is upright, and never does such absurd things as forgetting her ancestors and insulting her family. Our Jiang family is a famous family, and we always put etiquette first. This girl is ours. To the daughter-in-law who is married to the Xiao family with three letters and six gifts, how can you allow you to talk nonsense like this?" After a pause, he meant something, "Also, Qin Huai, it's not my wife who is just talking nonsense, it's just this girl who is not old. It's hard to say whether the strange disease of decline can last until the beginning of winter. By doing this, I can count as accumulating blessings and doing good deeds, so as to save her from kicking her legs one day and dying as a lonely ghost without even a memorial tablet."

These words were really ugly, but Qin Huai's face remained unchanged.

His eyebrows were mild, and his tone was polite: "That's it, I don't want you to worry about it." After a pause, he raised his eyes and took a deep look at Mrs. Jiang, "The old lady is a legendary figure with high morals. But it doesn't mean it's easy to handle. If you are really angry, then call the police."

"You——" Mrs. Jiang didn't come up with an upright breath, and Zhang Ma, who was waiting close to her, shouted urgently not far away, "The old lady is not good, young master... young master... I'm afraid he won't be able to..."

After the words fell, the entire Jiang family banquet hall became a mess, and the guests in the hall began to whisper to each other.

"Tsk, I'm afraid this is a happy event turned into a funeral. I'm afraid the Fifth Young Master of the Jiang family won't be able to survive tonight..."

"No, I heard that the hospital issued a critical illness notice two days ago."

"Also...according to insiders, Xiao Wuye is 1.9 meters tall and so skinny that he doesn't even have a hundred catties..."

"Tsk, little fifth master cast a good baby but didn't die, it's really pitiful..."

While discussing, the fourth girl who was the head of the Jiang family came, and everyone immediately silenced.

"Several people are talking about our Jiang family's gossip behind their backs. Is it because they have opinions on our Jiang family and think that we have not treated us well? Or because they have a long tongue and want to cut it off?"

These four girls took the position of acting CEO of the Jiang Group at a young age, which shows that they have great skills.

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire banquet hall could hear every single hair falling silently.

At this time, Mrs. Jiang was dragged out of the banquet hall because of excessive grief.

As for the other guests, they also left the banquet hall in an orderly manner one by one under the arrangement of the fourth daughter of the Jiang family; afterward, the Jiang family also retreated one by one, but she did not leave with them.

The fourth daughter of the Jiang family is called Jiang Nianxin.

She was wearing a one-shoulder white dress, with a delicate melon-seeded face, with a clean and neat demeanor. Her eyes, which were originally cold, became rippling when she shifted her gaze a little. She looked at the handsome man in the wheelchair obsessively.

(End of this chapter)