How did I marry into a wealthy family during my second marriage?

"As for you, ha... I've been a bitch by your side for so long. Am I not treating you well? Am I not caring to you? Why can't he trust you and hand you over to me? Why can't he agree with me? Marry you? Just because I come from the countryside? Just because I want to succeed so much, and he says that a quick and quick profit guy like me is not worthy of you? Who is Ruan Qinghui!"

Jiang Mingchu smiled ferociously and exaggeratedly.

Only then did I realize that he looked like a sunny gentleman, but inside he was actually an extremely conceited and low-self-esteem person who had a strong self-esteem and could not accept criticism from others.

In Jiang Mingchu's heart, a miserable background was the key to his low self-esteem. Although he appeared to be a self-reliant and self-reliant student from a poor family, in fact, he simply despised his background and subconsciously felt that everyone looked down upon him. Especially when compared with someone from a wealthy family like Wen Xuyan, he pales in comparison.

His cheerfulness and modesty are all just an act.

Now think about it, if Jiang Mingchu has been able to hide himself so well for so many years, isn't Jiang Mingchu a pervert? It's terrible.

Finally, Jiang Mingchu continued, "I asked him why he favored Wen Xuyan? Do you know what he said?"

I stood still and waited for him to continue.

"He actually said that Wen Xuyan would never use others for his own selfish gain to achieve his goals, such as you." Jiang Mingchu sneered, "So he knew from the beginning what my purpose was in approaching you, and he chose Wen Xuyan from the beginning. If Xu Yan is his doctoral student, then how can he sanctimoniously engage in fair competition? It makes me wishful thinking that I have a chance."

"Isn't it said that he is the most fair and just? Doesn't he love talents the most?" Jiang Mingchu said angrily, "Do you know how much I was hit that night? Why can't he see my dedication and hard work, why should he deny me!"

Jiang Mingchu slapped his hand on the table and stood up, "Who the hell is he!"

His anger towards my father over the years finally broke out at this moment.

I can imagine how much he hated my father, but he had to bow his head and pretend to be good in front of him. The point is, his pretense was clearly visible to my father. This made him even more uncomfortable and angry.

At this point, I couldn't help but speak up for my father, "Jiang Mingchu, the personal grudge between you and Wen Xuyan has nothing to do with my father. My father will never favor Wen Xuyan just because his family is rich. Because you were born in the countryside, I dislike you in every possible way. Don't use your villainous heart to measure my father's character. Jiang Mingchu, you are not worthy."

"Yes, I'm not worthy -" Jiang Mingchu sneered twice, the muscles on his face twitched, that kind of arrogance that despised everything, "But he still died in my hands!"

"Jiang Mingchu, what do you mean?!" I was stunned and looked at Jiang Mingchu in disbelief.

"Literal meaning, didn't you hear it clearly? Then let me say it again," Jiang Mingchu chuckled a few times, looked at me with a smug look and said, "Ruan Zhen, you will never die until you die." Unexpected, right? The deaths of Ruan Qinghui and Song Jinxi were designed by me——"

Hearing this, I couldn't stop trembling, my mind went blank, and my computer shut down instantly.

"Impossible - Jiang Mingchu, you are talking nonsense. My parents died in a car accident." My whole body felt like falling into an ice cellar, a chill shot up from the soles of my feet. I dug into Jiang Mingchu, "Jiang Mingchu, what did you say to my parents?" What have you done!"

At this moment, I have already predicted the outcome of some things. I want to kill Jiang Mingchu immediately, even if it costs my own life, but there is a calm voice in my heart constantly reminding me, Ruan Zhen, calm down, you have to calm down. . The time has not yet come. A small leak will sink a great ship.

Jiang Mingchu took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, smoked one and lit it. The moment the lighter flame went out, Jiang Mingchu's face was illuminated eerily. He held the cigarette in his mouth and puffed out the smoke very skillfully.

You may not believe it, but this is the first time I have seen Jiang Mingchu smoke in the past seven years.

"Actually, I didn't do anything. I just gave Ruan Qinghui some medicine. After taking the medicine, he would have panic attacks, shaking hands, heart paralysis, and uncontrollable nervous system. It rained that day. He took the medicine and drove Song Jinxi from I was rushing back from the summit and suddenly got into a car accident." Jiang Mingchu chuckled, shook his cigarette and said, "Ruan Zhen, actually you don't blame me for this. It's because Ruan Qinghui is in poor health, isn't it? That medicine is How long should he take it? Half a month, right? A useless old thing, he only lasted for half a month and then returned home in a hurry. I was very generous and prepared for him for a month. Who knew that the old thing would not live up to expectations? This can't be Blame me?"

I was so angry that I suddenly stood up, picked up the salad bowl in front of me and threw it on Jiang Mingchu's head.

Jiang Mingchu didn't hide. The bowl of salmon and avocado salad was sprinkled all over him, and there was a piece of salmon hanging on his hair——

"Beast! Just because my dad didn't choose you to be a doctoral student? Do you hold a grudge? Although my dad doesn't agree with us being together, he has never said a bad word about you in front of me. He only lets me make my own choice - you Beast!" I was shaking with anger and gritted my teeth.

Jiang Mingchu unhurriedly picked off the salmon on his head and threw it on the plate. Then he took a napkin and wiped his hands while sneering, "I'm a beast, what about you? Do you know what you are?"

I squeezed my palms so tightly that my nails were cut off!

"Although I bought the medicine for Ruan Qinghui, you were the one who let him take it!" After Jiang Mingchu finished speaking, he laughed so much that his whole face was twisted and hideous. He pointed at me and said, "You took it yourself. Go home and give Ruan Qinghui something to eat! Hahahahaha——"

I was stunned and looked at Jiang Mingchu in astonishment, "Impossible, this is impossible!"

"Want me to help you recall it?" Jiang Mingchu looked at me proudly.

But I didn’t need Jiang Mingchu to remind me, I had already remembered the whole thing.

The school arranged a physical examination the year before last. There were several data indicators on my father's examination report that were on the high side. Among them, the most urgent ones were high blood pressure and high blood lipids. After reading the report, the doctor ordered him not to stay up late, to eat a light diet with less oil and salt, and to take antihypertensive drugs to control his blood pressure.

My parents studied at Sichuan University for several years when they were young, and they particularly liked Sichuan cuisine. Once a person's taste is developed, it is difficult to change, so when we look for aunties in the family, they tend to know how to cook Sichuan cuisine.

After the doctor strictly prohibited foods high in oil and salt, my mother was okay, but my father couldn't bear it at all and often ate it secretly. The only thing that this respected and academically meticulous old professor couldn't resist was Sichuan food.

During that time, I was responsible for being my dad’s dietary supervisor, asking him to check in and take photos of three meals a day, including the antihypertensive medicines I needed to take in the morning and evening.

Then one day, my aunt at home told me to bring some antihypertensive medicine to my dad on the way home.