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Chapter 447 I don't have anyone I like

When we were young, we were punished together when we made mistakes.

Jiang Zhilai, who was already a teenager, cried and screamed bitterly after being beaten, but Jiang Zhilai, who was only a few years old, could not cry at all.

Grandpa said that Jiang Zhilai had the appearance of an emperor, but unfortunately she was born as a girl.

But also because Jiang Zhilai can endure it, Jiang Zhilai is the one who endures the least hardship among the three sisters.

Jiang Nuanchun on the side saw Jiang Zhilai being beaten. He was a little gloating at first, but later his eyes became darker and darker.

She was the one who cried the most when she was beaten when she was a child. She was also angry with Jiang Zhilai because she didn't cry when they were punished together when they were children. She was compared to others and was useless.

But every time after being beaten, it was Jiang Zhilai who wiped her tears and applied medicine, took care of her, and secretly brought her delicious food.

Every time the eldest sister only cares about herself and is injured, she will say that it was the two of them who caused her to be punished.

Therefore, Jiang Nuanchun's feelings for his sister are both angry and loving.

"Jiang Zhilai, I advise you to admit it honestly. Our hands have been stained with blood since we were young. Once what we planned is exposed, we will fall into a place of no return.

So we have no way to look back. We can only move forward bravely and let dad sit on the throne that grandpa paved the way for us. Only then will we live a safe and worry-free life.

I advise you not to have any disagreement with us, because we are grasshoppers tied to the same boat, family members with broken bones and connected tendons. If something happens to us, you will not be able to survive alone.

Tell the truth quickly, or you will be beaten to death." Jiang Nuanchun said in a voice that was filled with irony.

"Grandpa, Dad, I really, really don't!"

Jiang Zhilai looked up at her father, Jiang Zhiye, with stubborn and broken eyes, which made people feel compassion.

After all, she is his biological daughter. Although Jiang Zhiye really wants to be on the throne, he does not want to trade the life of his most beloved little daughter.

Because this little daughter is so well-behaved and so resilient.

"Father, although Xiaolai is not as smart as her two sisters and contributes a lot to the family, she is someone who knows the importance of things. She should not have done this thing this time. Let's investigate from other aspects. If we don't stop, she will not be able to do anything.

Already."

Mr. Jiang glanced at his little granddaughter who was beaten until she vomited blood, and said in a majestic voice: "Stop!"

Jiang Bingqiu, who was raising the whip to continue beating, suddenly retracted her hand. Because she pulled it back too hard, the whip was quickly wrapped around her own neck.

Suddenly, Jiang Bingqiu felt as if her neck was being held tightly by a hand full of thorns. The pain was so painful that her face was deformed.

Seeing this, Mr. Jiang frowned and scolded unhappily: "You useless thing. After being the deputy director for so long, you still can't control the strength of a whip. If you were men, our Jiang family would have

This is a long-cherished wish come true!”

Mr. Jiang stood up from his chair and walked to Jiang Zhilai: "I'm going to ask you for leave these days. You can wake up here and recruit me truthfully after you figure it out."

After Jiang Zhiye helped his father leave, Jiang Nuanchun glared at Jiang Bingqiu angrily: "You can really do this? Xiao Lai is your biological sister, can't you be gentler? Do you want to beat her to death?

?"

"Be gentle? As long as grandpa sees me being gentle, he will let others hit me ten times. What nonsense are you talking about about sisterhood? When you hit me, how come you didn't see me being gentle?"

Jiang Bingqiu looked at Jiang Zhilai with cold eyes: "It's best that you didn't do this. If it's found out that you did it, just wait to be beaten to death by grandpa!"

After Jiang Bingqiu left, Jiang Nuanchun squatted in front of Jiang Zhilai: "You fool, what are you doing? We Jiang family women are not qualified to like useless men. The Lu family is the victim chosen by grandpa. No matter how much you like Lu Xinghe

, it’s impossible to be with him, so why would you risk your own life for him?”

"I didn't do anything, and I didn't like anyone!" Jiang Zhilai collapsed on the ground, her eyes calm, and her voice said without any waves.

"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. I know you like Lu Xinghe, but the Lu family is the weakest in the family. There will be no results if you like him. Only the Han family and the Gu family are chess pieces like us.

Our choice.

You think about it carefully, and when you have figured it out, tell the truth to grandpa, and I will intercede with you and ask grandpa to be gentler on you!" Jiang Nuanchun advised distressedly.

"You don't need to bother begging Grandpa. It would be better if I died. After I die, you can use me as nourishment in the garden. Dust to dust, soil to soil!" Jiang Zhilai looked at the roof with empty eyes, without any desire to live.

Jiang Nuanchun's eyes were startled, and then he said distressedly: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Jiang Zhilai glanced at Jiang Nuanchun meaningfully, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her blood-stained mouth: "Look at me, I'm confused. The second sister is the person who loves me the most in this family!"

"It's good that you know!" Jiang Zhilai said, taking out a bottle of medicine from his pocket: "Remember to apply the medicine. After two days, grandpa's anger will subside. I will say a good word to you and come to take you out!"

Looking at Jiang Zhilai's leaving figure, a bitter and helpless smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Zhilai's mouth.

She, the second sister, is a normal sister when she is good, but like a devil when she is bad.

She enjoys doing this kind of thing that hurts you and heals you.

But she doesn't hate Jiang Nuanchun because she can't control herself.

She has been tortured and trained since she was a child to have a dual personality. She only knows how to do what her grandfather and father order her to do so that she will not be beaten.

So she told her grandfather that she suspected that she had tipped off Qiao Ran, because she did not want to be called incompetent by her grandfather and beaten up by her eldest sister Jiang Bingqiu because she did not complete the task.

"I guessed it right, the text message was sent to me by you."

A clear and pleasant voice interrupted Jiang Zhilai's thoughts.

Jiang Zhilai looked up and saw Qiao Ran standing in front of the desk, her eyes were suddenly startled.

"You, you, why are you here?"

Qiao Ran walked up to Jiang Zhilai and squatted down. Looking at the scars on Jiang Zhilai's body, a flash of heartache flashed in his eyes.

"Let me take care of your injuries first."

"No need, they will be suspicious when they see my wounds heal so quickly. Being suspected by them will be a more severe punishment. Just let them heal on their own. If you leave quickly, you will die if they find out." Jiang

Zhilai whispered nervously.

Seeing that Jiang Zhilai was so seriously injured and still thinking about her safety, Qiao Ran felt even more pity in his heart.

"Let her handle it for you. Only if you are alive can you have hope of being with the one you love!" A gentle and touching voice sounded.

Jiang Zhilai looked for the sound, and saw Jiang Yongzhu, who had always been crazy, looking at him with loving eyes, and his eyes were even more incredible.

"Auntie, was it you who was talking to me just now?"

"It's me, Xiao Lai. You are a good boy. Over the years, you have secretly brought me food, books, and medicine. My aunt has always kept it in mind. Because she doesn't want to hurt you, she never told you. I am pretending to be crazy.

"." Jiang Yongzhu looked at Jiang Zhilai lovingly.

This was the first time Jiang Zhilai had been looked at with such warm eyes by his family members since he grew up. Suddenly, he felt that the pain on his body became less painful and his body was no longer so cold.

"Aunt, you're not crazy, that's great!" After Jiang Zhilai finished speaking, he said distressedly: "Aunt, you have suffered all these years, and it's all my fault that I am useless and can't help you escape."

"With a patriarch who is so obsessed with power, which child in the Jiang family is happy? I can't blame you. Don't blame yourself. My aunt's life is ruined. You have to work hard and don't give up!"

Jiang Zhilai's eyes showed a hint of death: "Sometimes, death is happier than living."

"You protect the one you love with your life, but you haven't got him yet. Are you willing to die?" Qiao Ran asked with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing Qiao Ran's kind eyes, a flash of surprise flashed in Jiang Zhilai's eyes, and then she said calmly: "I don't have anyone I like."


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