It doesn't matter if you don't stretch it, he will find it by himself.

...

In the car, Su Yue blushed and buried her hot face halfway under the collar of her fur coat. She already knew that Jiang Ci said to go to a good show before, but she originally meant going to Jiang's house.

"The old man called this morning and asked me to go back and said that there was something important." Jiang Ci leaned back in the chair lazily, put his big hand on Su Yue's shoulder, and put the man in his arms domineeringly. "I'm going back, I'm afraid the old man's medical team will be busy again."

Su Yue blinked, but it was the first time she heard that a general was sick and could say it so freshly and without vulgarity, "did something happen?"

"The old man has nothing to do when he is idle, and wants to be wild, just in time for me to vent my anger on you." Jiang Ci turned his head and said slowly.

Su Yue was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized what he meant. A few days ago, in Jiang Ci's office, Song Nianyue said that Jiang Xuan was the mastermind behind the banquet. So, Jiang Ci is taking her to Jiang's house now, is he going to rectify Jiang Xuan?

...

At this time, the atmosphere in the Jiang family's living room was a little serious.

There were a lot of people present today, even Jiang Xuan, who was hospitalized. Recently, bad news about her has been on the top of the hot search. In the past two days, many reporters have been mixed in the hospital, and they have even found out the location of her ward. Several times, reporters rushed into her ward, making her unable to rest at all. Jiang Muhang asked her if she wanted to be guarded by bodyguards or go back to Jiang's house to recuperate.

Thinking that there were always reporters hanging out outside, Jiang Xuan simply chose to go home to recuperate.

"Mu Hang, is the contract I asked you to prepare ready?" Mr. Jiang was wearing a gray tunic today. He didn't know if he was resting well, and his energy looked a little bad.

"Grandpa, I have already prepared someone, this is a transfer letter about Hengyuan Group's shares." Jiang Muhang took out a document.

"Well." Mr. Jiang took the document and read it several times with a satisfied expression, "What about that stinky boy Jiang Ci, why hasn't he come yet?"

"There may be traffic jams in the morning." Jiang Muhang looked at the time, it was a busy time for work.

The old man Jiang nodded. He closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of his eldest grandson, Jiang Ci.

Over there, Jiang Ci took Su Yue to get out of the car, and the butler who was already waiting hurried forward, with a very respectful attitude, "Eldest young master, old man and old man, madam, they have been waiting for you to come back early."

The snow fell heavily, and just after getting off the car, many snowflakes fell on Su Yue's pink jacket. Jiang Ci didn't hum, he patted the snowflakes on Su Yue's shoulders, hugged her half body in his arms, then looked sideways at the housekeeper, and responded lazily, "Oh."

The housekeeper was used to Jiang Ci's character, so he said respectfully, "Master, Madam, the road is slippery, I'll lead the way."

After a while, when Jiang Ci and Su Yue walked into the hall, they heard Song Xiaoqing telling Jiang Xuan to take a good rest and so on.

"Mom, it's good to have you remind me, I know." Jiang Xuan's soft voice sounded, and she responded obediently.

Song Xiaoqi nodded with satisfaction, and when she saw the two figures walking in outside, the smile on the corner of her mouth subsided a little, "You two are back, come, come and sit here."

Jiang Ci looked around at the people present, and then he took Su Yue to walk inside slowly, sneering, "Old man, you called me early in the morning to let me come back, not to let me accompany you. You have breakfast."

Jiang Ci did not listen to Song Xiaoqing's words and sat next to her, but took Su Yue and sat down on the sofa that was a little distance from everyone. The two long legs were folded and stretched at will, Jiang Ci's attitude was wanton, but it made the people present a little more uncomfortable.

"I heard Mu Hang said that you won the project at Yongheng and cooperated with Yongheng, is this true?" Mr. Jiang took a sip of strong tea before speaking.

"Could it be that you suspect that your good grandson is lying to you, so you came to me for verification?" Jiang Ci twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Mr. Jiang couldn't hold back his anger and glared at him, "Do you know that our group is also in contact with Yongheng and wants this project?"

"I heard what my subordinate said." Jiang Ci responded casually.

"I heard from Mu Hang that the Sheng Group only temporarily contacted Yongheng in the past few days." Mr. Jiang stared at Jiang Ci with a pair of spirited eyes.

"Yes." Jiang Ci said slowly: "I came up with it on the fly. The Yongheng project is either necessary or not for Sheng's." He was very frank.

Hearing this, the anger in Mr. Jiang's heart was almost not suppressed, "Then you are still fighting with your own group? You are sincere, aren't you?"

"Old man, you're talking a lot of nonsense. It's easy to see that I'm sincere." Jiang Ci shook his head, "Do you think I'm just like you and have nothing to do when I'm idle?"

Mr. Jiang breathed a suffocation, and he almost choked with a breath in his throat.

"Brother, talk well, grandpa is not in good health, don't be angry with him." Jiang Muhang saw that Old Man Jiang's expression changed, and he opened his mouth to persuade Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows, with a diffuse smile on his face, "Don't curse the old man, his physical report for this year has come out, and everything is up to standard, but he is strong and might be healthier than you."

Jiang Muhang looked ugly at Jiang Ci, and he didn't want to talk to him any more, "Brother, when do you plan to have all the bad news about Xiaoxuan on the Internet recently?"

"Why should I take it off?" Jiang Ci's hand around Su Yue's waist tightened slightly. He curled his lips in disgust. Her coat was beautiful, but it was too much of a hindrance. He couldn't touch her soft body. waist. boring.

"Son, Xiaoxuan is also a member of the Jiang family. You ruin her reputation like this, and others will not see our Jiang family's jokes in the end?" Although Song Xiaoqing didn't like Jiang Xuan, she saw her younger son and spoke up. Who is she? To protect the younger son.