Unveiling Her Innocence: Drive Me Wild

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update is the latest chapter of Marriage First, Beloved: President's avatar!When Jiang Zhongheng saw Jiang Zhongyong struggling in the hospital bed, he knew that his goal was achieved this time. Jiang Zhongyong's physical foundation was already weak, and he seemed to be fed with the best medicine for so many years, but it was the third medicine. To divide the poison, his body has long been hollowed out by these drugs, but his appearance looks no different from ordinary people.

But this time, Jiang Zhongheng believes that what he said just now has already beaten Jiang Zhongyong to the end. He doesn't believe that Jiang Zhongyong, who has such a strong self-esteem, will be indifferent to his words.

On the white hospital bed, Jiang Zhongyong stretched out his weak hand due to illness from the white quilt. He seemed to be using those thin, bone-clear hands to grasp the ungrateful brother in front of him, but the hand that he extended was finally It paused in the air, and then fell heavily on the white hospital bed.

Jiang Zhongyong slowly closed his eyes, and there was dead silence in the white ward.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhongheng hurriedly got close to Jiang Zhongyong's body, and while shaking him vigorously, he cried out crying: "Big brother, big brother, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, you wake up soon."

Jiang Zhongheng knew that the old man was coming back soon, and he had to pretend to be painful and intolerable before the old man came back. Only in this way would the old man be suspicious.

"What's wrong?" Just as Jiang Zhongheng was thinking about how to make his performance more successful, Jiang Jingrun's voice appeared in the ward.

Jiang Zhongheng hurriedly stood up, and said with an expression of pain and sadness: "Dad, my eldest brother just passed out suddenly!"

"What? Why don't you go to the doctor!" Jiang Jingrun was too late to stick his cane, and walked to his son's hospital bed step by step. He saw his son's pale face. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that his son was fierce. Good luck.

Jiang Zhongheng replied regretfully: "Okay, I'm going to see a doctor. I was also anxious and confused just now."

After talking about Jiang Zhongheng, he walked out of the ward and went to see Jiang Zhongyong's attending doctor.

Jiang Jingrun no longer talked to Jiang Zhongheng. He sat on his son's hospital bed, stretched out his skinny hand covered with age spots and took his son's cold hand on the hospital bed and placed it on his chest.

"It's really cold, Ah Yong, can you open your eyes and take a look at Dad, Dad doesn't want white-haired people to send black-haired people." Jiang Jingrun, who has always been arrogant and ambitious in shopping malls, also stayed at this time. With a "click", the tears ran across the cheeks, dripping on the white quilt, fainting a small patch of water stains, like a wave of ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

Jiang Zhongheng sat on the waiting chair outside the operating room, looking at the painful grandson and grandson in front of him, but his heart was unexpectedly calm. After so many years, he finally eradicated this worst enemy, and completely eradicated it.

"Jiang Zhongyong, don't blame me for being cruel. You blocked my way with your half-dead body, and I just helped you relieve the pain." Jiang Zhongheng thought silently in his heart.

He knew that although Jiang Zhongyong still had two daughters, he was not the only heir to the Jiang family, but as long as Jiang Zhongyong was gone, the remaining two yellow-haired girls would be easy for him to get rid of.

What's more, that Jiang Ru has already...

Fu Jinrong, who was comforting, swept over Jiang Zhongheng, who was quietly thinking on the side. He suddenly felt that something was wrong. All of this was too coincidental and strange. Why did Jiang Zhongyong have a cerebral hemorrhage just when they came to visit What?!

Moreover, Jiang Zhongheng's attitude at this time was also very wrong. Although he was not a brother, he was so calm and steady, it was incredible.

"It seems that this Jiang Zhongheng is not as simple as imagined, and you should pay more attention to him in the future." Fu Jinrong told himself in his heart.

Jiang Jingrun has also calmed down at this time. After years of fighting in the mall, he understands that blindly depressed and painful is not the solution to the problem. The most urgent thing now is to quickly arrange Jiang Zhongyong's funeral and let his eldest son leave in a graceful manner.

However, Jiang Zhongyong's death is another challenge for Jiang's stock price. I don't know whether Jiang can pass this pass smoothly.

Jiang Jingrun was panicked, but he was helpless. No matter what problems Jiang might have, he must let Jiang Zhongyong leave in an open manner. Even if the stockholders knew that the death of General Manager Jiang would lose confidence in Jiang, he had to stick to his own. select.

"Aheng." Jiang Jingrun yelled to Jiang Zhongheng. Although his voice was not loud, he was very angry.

Jiang Zhongheng moved the hands attached to his face and blinked his eyes as if he had just cried bitterly.

"Dad, what's the matter?" The sadness on Jiang Zhongheng's face was very obvious.

Jiang Jingrun sighed: "I really don't have the energy. Please organize your elder brother's funeral. Ruru is still young and doesn't understand this. Please take care of your elder brother to help your elder brother be successful. Leave."

Jiang Zhongheng nodded pretentiously and solemnly said to Jiang Jingrun: "Dad, don't worry, I will take care of the funeral of my eldest brother."

Jiang Jing on the side wanted to say something, but he didn't expect that Fu Jinrong's shoulder was pressed slightly hard. Jiang Jing looked up at Fu Jinrong who was standing next to him, and saw that he shook his head at Jiang Jing and signaled Jiang Jing to do nothing. Squeak.

Jiang Jing looked at Fu Jinrong in a puzzled manner, and when she wanted to ask why, she didn't expect Fu Jinrong to speak first.

"Grandpa, let me contribute to my father's funeral. As a junior, I don’t have much experience, but as Ruru’s husband, I still need to respect this filial piety. What’s more, I think I should be able to help. I was busy last time."

Fu Jinrong explained to Jiang Jingrun, neither humble nor overbearing, that he felt that he could not sit in and let Jiang Zhongheng handle Jiang Zhongyong's funeral alone. He intuitively felt that Jiang Zhongheng would definitely make a moth.

Jiang Jingrun actually hopes that Fu Jinrong can participate in Jiang Zhongyong’s funeral. After all, this aspect is to let his son enjoy the filial piety of the younger generation. On the one hand, he also wants to let the outside world know that Jiang’s situation is not as good as before, but Jiang There is the Fu family behind the family, and the Jiang family will not go bankrupt in that simple way.

"Well, it's rare that you have this filial piety, so you can prepare the funeral of the boss with your second uncle." Jiang Jingrun patted Fu Jinrong on the shoulder, nodded comfortingly.

Although Jiang Zhongheng didn’t understand why Fu Jinrong, who had always hung up on his own, suddenly wanted to intervene in Jiang Zhongyong’s funeral, he seemed to have been reminded by Fu Jinrong’s words. Yes, Jiang Ru and Jiang Jing are very easy to handle, but The Fu Jinrong in front of him was already married to the Jiang family at this time. He was not a good person to deal with.

It seems that the defeat of Jiang Zhongyong is only the first step, and there is still a long way to go.