The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

Seeing the question written all over his daughter's face, Master Jiang sighed slightly.

Ah Chan is full of clever ideas, and her cleverness made her elder brother confused, just like him.

But he is good at planning and strategizing, and can recognize people and ghosts at a glance. How come Wan Bai didn't learn anything from him?

"Come, tell Daddy, did your mother want you to take over Achan's marriage, or did she tell you something else?"

Jiang Wanbai looked at Master Jiang in disbelief, his eyes full of shock: "Father, how did you know? Did Father and Mother both think so?"

As soon as Mr. Jiang Er heard this, he knew that Jiang Wanbai had misunderstood. He grabbed the folding fan at his waist and hit Jiang Wanbai on the head.

He used a little force, and Jiang Wanbai hissed in pain.

Master Jiang felt that this scene was very similar. He had just been blaming his eldest brother as a father for not being able to gain Achan's trust.

Tsk tsk, this is how things change.

Ah Chan was deceived by her aunt, and Wan Bai was hurt by her own mother. From this point of view, he did not do as well as his elder brother.

Achan didn't believe that her elder brother was fake, but Wanbai suspected that he was real.

"In your heart, is your father such a person?" Master Jiang sighed and tried to coax Wanbai first.

Jiang Wanbai looked at him hesitantly, bit her lip and shook her head.

Seeing this, Mr. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, you don't have to worry about this matter." Master Jiang suddenly remembered that the best way to solve this matter was to erase Qiao's idea: "Dad will go to Mom to explain it clearly. Don't worry, Dad will definitely give you an explanation."

"Also, as for your marriage, if you don't agree, Dad will never let you get married!"

After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he strode away, and Jiang Wanbai didn't even have time to react.

When Jiang Wanbai reacted, he was shocked to find that his back was covered in cold sweat.

She really thought just now that she was worried that her father knew about it and approved of her mother's behavior.

Fortunately... Fortunately it's not.

Jiang Wanbai fell into the chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

She loses to Jiang Zhiyue in many ways, but she has the best father in the world, no one can compare to him.

Master Jiang walked all the way to Qiao's courtyard with a sullen face and ordered his men to guard the door and not allow anyone to enter.

The guards didn't know why, so they had to do as they were told.

When Qiao saw Mr. Jiang coming to see her, she went to greet him happily, but the next moment she was pinned to the spot by Mr. Jiang's words.

"Do you regret marrying me?"

Mr. Jiang stood in front of Mrs. Qiao, his expression unusually cold.

Mrs. Qiao looked at him helplessly and bewilderedly. He always had a kind and gentle smile on his face. They had been married for many years and she had never seen him with a cold face.

"Husband...why do you say that?"

Mr. Jiang ignored Mrs. Qiao and sat at the head of the table, his eyes sharp: "If you didn't regret marrying me, why would you give up your daughter to get close to the Marquis' Mansion?"

"I didn't!" Qiao screamed, "I didn't!"

Mr. Jiang looked at Qiao coldly, causing Qiao to look away guiltily.

"Before we got married, I told you that I was only the second son in the family. The title was not mine, and I had no ambition to become a high-ranking official."

"Husband..." Qiao looked at her husband in panic.

Master Jiang's expression was cold: "If you had said frankly that you wanted to find a noble marriage for Wan Bai, I would have agreed. But what is the Guangchang Marquisate? How dare you set your sights on Wan Bai!"

"I'm not, I'm not..."

Qiao burst into tears, "I, I was just confused for a moment, my husband, how could I bear to let Wan Bai suffer such an injustice..."

Master Jiang watched Mrs. Qiao cry, and lifted her chin with his folding fan, so that she could look directly at him: "Yishuang, your husband's heart is only soft towards his own people. If you insist on letting Wanbai pave the way for Rongzhuo, I don't mind extending your confinement indefinitely."

"The children have grown up. When it comes to this, they will understand me."

Qiao's eyes widened in horror, the deepest secret in her heart was known.

Looking at the person who had accompanied her since childhood, speaking cruel words in a tender tone, Qiao had no doubt that he really dared.

"Don't let me know that you brought the Qiao family's tricks to the Duke's Mansion." Mr. Jiang looked at Qiao and said word by word: "The daughters of my Jiang family are as noble as the sons. Do you understand? Yishuang."

The gentler Mr. Jiang was, the more Mrs. Qiao trembled. Finally, she could not hold on any longer and fell to the ground, tears pouring out of her eyes.

Seeing Mrs. Qiao in such a state, Mr. Jiang was still able to patiently bend down and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. "Don't cry, as long as you remember this and never make the same mistake again, you will still be the respectable and honorable Second Madam of the Jiang family."

Mrs. Qiao couldn't resist the fear in her heart, and cried in Mr. Jiang's arms: "Husband, I was wrong. I will never do it again..."

Master Jiang picked the person up without changing his expression and gently placed him on the bed, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a treasure.

"You are tired, take a good rest."

"Husband."

Qiao grabbed the corner of Mr. Jiang's clothes in panic: "I..."

"Rest well and you'll be fine after a good night's sleep. No one will come to disturb you in the next few days."

Master Jiang gently but firmly pulled away Qiao's hand and walked out.

Qiao's low sobbing could be heard behind him. Mr. Jiang walked out with a normal expression and told the people guarding the yard: "Madam is recuperating these days. No one can come to disturb her without my permission."

"Yes."

Mr. Jiang thought about it and went to look for the Duke of England.

The Duke of England was just about to take a nap when he was pulled up again by Master Jiang.

"What are you doing?" The Duke of England had even taken off his coat and was annoyed to see Master Jiang.

Master Jiang raised his lips slightly, "Ask big brother to borrow some people."

Duke Ying looked at Master Jiang Er, took out a small iron plate from his body and threw it at Master Jiang Er: "Use it sparingly, it's hard to train useful people."

Mr. Jiang took it with a smile, shook it in front of his eyes, turned around and left. It was not known whether he took the Duke of England's words into account.

Duke Yingguo didn't say anything for a long time, and the moment Mr. Jiang Er stepped out of the room, he started snoring like thunder.

Mr. Jiang paused, looked back at the Duke of England, and closed the door much more gently.

"Du Feng, come here, call a few people..."

Master Jiang called over Du Feng, the chief guard of the Duke of England, and whispered a few words to him.

Du Feng looked at Master Jiang with a look of doubt: "Master, this... this is not good. Without the order of the Duke, your subordinates..."

Master Jiang slapped the small iron plate on Du Feng's strong chest and said, "Is this enough?"

Du Feng felt the familiar pattern and immediately clasped his fists and accepted the order: "Please rest assured, Second Master, I will complete the task."

Master Jiang showed a cold smile on his face: "Be careful, don't expose yourself."

Du Feng was silent for a moment, "Don't worry, Second Master, I have experience."

Mr. Jiang was stunned. Before he could say anything, Du Feng had already taken a big step forward.

has experience?

There is a story! I will ask Du Feng about it tomorrow after I get him drunk.

The next day, Duan Hongyu, the son of Marquis Guangchang, came out of Nanfeng Pavilion in the early morning. He was disheveled and bumped into the Jinwu Guards who were patrolling the streets.

Within half a day, the news had spread throughout the capital.