Seduction! Mr. Fu, who is abstinent, is moved.

The air suddenly froze.

Jiang Ye looked slightly shocked, "...Grandpa?"

Regarding the car accident, he knew that the murderer was Jiang Yanjing, but he had no evidence on hand. If he said it rashly, it would only make people think that he was framing Jiang Yanjing. He had no way to do anything about him, except to break his teeth and swallow his blood.

"Your grandpa doesn't have Alzheimer's disease yet."

Mr. Jiang raised his eyelids, his eyes full of shrewdness, "Aye, are you willing to be plotted like this?"

Jiang Ye was of course unwilling to give in.

But he also has his own principles and bottom line!

"Grandpa, I know what you mean, but if the price of revenge is to sacrifice the rest of my life, then I would rather give up!"

Mr. Jiang looked at him with a look that made him hate the iron. He took a long breath and closed his eyes. He thought that he was his own grandson, so he didn't scold him directly. IQ is not inherited...

Jiang Ye probably didn't even realize that his life was now in Jiang Yanjing's hands. What about the rest of his life?

"As far as I know, the Ning family has a strong network of connections, with many relatives involved in politics. Ning Qingqing is the only daughter in the family and has been favored since she was a child. You are not marrying her, and the connections and connections behind her are not her."

He could only open his arms and say, "Jiang Ye, you should understand that the most important thing in a man's life is his rights. When you stand at the top of the pyramid, you will find that any problem is not a problem, and divorce will not be an obstacle to you. Besides, …”

Mr. Jiang glanced at the recording on his phone and said, "You have such a fatal handle on the Ning family and such a good opportunity. Are you really willing to give up? If you are willing to move up, grandpa will also give you a helping hand."

Although Mr. Jiang is now being ousted by Jiang Yanjing in the company, he does not have no rights at all. He still has a trump card, otherwise he would not have been able to successfully leave the island without Jiang Yanjing's consent.

Nowadays, Jiang Yanjing's power is growing day by day. When the water is full, it will overflow. When the moon is full, it will be weak. Someone must be found to check and balance.

And Jiang Ye is the best candidate!

Mr. Jiang wants to use his grandson to contain his younger son, break the status quo, and bring the Jiang family into a delicate state of balance, where they can estimate each other, be unable to hurt each other, and keep the Jiang family moving forward smoothly.

Jiang Ye's pupils shrank hard and were full of shock. He didn't dare to say that these sinister and calculated words came from his grandfather's mouth. It simply broke his perception. It was as if his world view collapsed at this moment, and he had a new understanding of the person in front of him. ,Difficult to accept.

In fact, it’s no wonder Jiang Ye was so shocked. He is the first grandson of the Jiang family. He has been pampered and protected like jewels since he was a child. He has never been exposed to the business behind the Jiang family. His father’s education concept is based on kindness and generosity. Although he may occasionally be rebellious, he is indeed a very responsible and upright person at heart, not to mention those devious methods.

Mr. Jiang secretly sighed. This child is too soft-hearted. If he had known better, he should not have left him to be raised by his eldest son and his wife, and raised him by his side...

"Aye, think carefully about what grandpa said to you today."

At this time, someone knocked on the door and handed Mr. Jiang's cell phone over. What was dancing on it was Jiang Yanjing's phone number. His eyes sank, he stood up on crutches, and took the last dose of strong medicine.

"By the way, your second uncle plans to bring Qiao Yu'an to see me tonight. You should understand what he means. I'm leaving."

Jiang Ye didn't speak, just sat on the bed in a daze.

After leaving the ward and reaching the corridor, Mr. Jiang answered the phone slowly.

"Hey."

"It's already eight o'clock, why aren't you here yet?"

Jiang Yanjing's gentle voice came from the receiver.

Mr. Jiang was stunned.

What an irony!

His younger son, since he came to power, has been too lazy to pretend to be lazy towards him. He always carries a gun and a stick every time they meet.

I don’t know how many years it has been since I heard him speak to him in such a respectful tone...

And now, for a woman, she would not hesitate to act out a father-son love drama with him, which is quite funny.

"Why, it just made that girl wait a little longer, and you feel distressed?"

As an elder, what's wrong with him being a bit arrogant?

On the other end of the phone, in the private room, Jiang Yanjing's eyes darkened, and she looked at Qiao Yu'an sitting next to her. She suppressed her dissatisfaction and smiled coldly, "You misunderstood, I'm just afraid that you will make an appearance on the road." What kind of accident happened, that’s why I came to ask you, if it’s really inconvenient for you, I can personally send Akun to pick you up.”

Even if he was tied up today, he would still tie up this old thing.

How could Mr. Jiang not understand what he meant? His face turned cold and he cut off the phone with a snap.

What kind of treacherous thing happened to him!

Although Qiao Yu'an didn't hear what Mr. Jiang said on the phone, she could feel the strange atmosphere.

She herself didn't want to come over, and the resistance in her heart couldn't help but become stronger, and she frowned.

"If something happens to Mr. Jiang, we can meet another day."

"He'll be here soon."

Jiang Yanjing looked normal and smiled at her, "Don't be nervous."

The corners of Qiao Yuan's mouth twitched. She wasn't nervous. She just... didn't want to marry him!

Time passed minute by minute, and Qiao Yu sat on pins and needles and waited. She didn't know how much time had passed. When her patience was about to run out, there was a click, and the private room door finally opened.

Mr. Jiang walked in from outside on crutches.

Jiang Yanjing narrowed his eyes, with danger hidden in his eyes, and stood up with Qiao Yu'an.

"dad."

Mr. Jiang really laughed when he heard this long-lost address.

Strange, so strange!

"Uncle Jiang." Qiao Yu'an looked at the man in front of him who could be his grandfather and shouted awkwardly.

"Are you An An? Without you, I probably wouldn't be able to hear this sound until I die."

Mr. Jiang smiled strangely, "It seems that your importance in Yanjing's heart is really extraordinary."

Qiao Yu'an was confused.

What do you mean?

Didn't Jiang Yanjing call him 'Dad' before?

The smile on Jiang Yanjing's lips turned cold, "Stop making such jokes and take a seat."

"Row."

Mr. Jiang's mood improved a lot, and he sat on the main seat with a cane.

The private room was luxuriously decorated, with a huge round table in the center, and the bustling night view outside the window. After they took their seats, waiters wearing cheongsam entered one after another, served menus, and poured tea.

Mr. Jiang didn't come here to eat. He didn't even look at the menu. He stopped the waiter from pouring tea, pointed at Qiao Yu'an and said with a smile, "Put it down and let her come."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanjing suddenly looked back, his eyes sharp.