Yang Huirong looked ugly. This guy was playing the role of a kind father at this time.
When she threw things away, he knew about it. Now that he knows that Jiang Yueqi has become a famous calligrapher and painter, Canghai knows that the paintings she painted before are valuable, and now he wants to settle old scores with her. It's really funny.
Jiang Zhengtao came up and said to Jiang Yueqi: "Yueqi, when did you come? Have you eaten? Are you hungry or thirsty? I'll ask Ma Zhang to prepare something to eat for you."
This was the first time her father was so warm to her and even cared about whether she was hungry.
"No need, but I have something to ask you. Where is my mother's photo?"
On the day she returned to China, Jiang Yueqi took her two babies to pay homage to her mother's grave. The words on the tombstone had faded, and it seemed that no one came to pay homage.
She knew her mother was gone. How could her father remember her mother? But where did the photo go?
Jiang Zhengtao was embarrassed for a while and didn't know what to say. After all, Yang Huirong had thrown away Jiang Yueqi's things and her mother's photo.
Seeing her father hesitating, Jiang Yueqi had already guessed the result.
Her eyes were as sharp as a knife and she said: "Who touched my mother's photo? Is it you? Or that woman?"
Jiang Yueqi's whole body exuded a violent aura that made people shiver down their backs.
Yang Huirong was a little scared, but then she thought about it, but now that her daughter has been recognized by Mrs. Zhan, is she still afraid of her?
So she stepped forward and said to Jiang Zhengtao: "Jiang Zhengtao, what are you afraid of her for? Now you are going bankrupt. She has so much money. She would rather donate it than help you. What do you have to keep a daughter like this?"
Yong, why are you worried about her?"
Jiang Yueqi's eyes became colder and colder: "Let me tell you again, where is my mother's photo?"
With his daughter backing him up, Yang Huirong said disdainfully: "This is a place where living people live. What are you doing hanging up the statues of dead people?"
Jiang Yueqi's eyes were scarlet and she kicked the coffee table next to her into pieces.
Jiang Zhengtao and Yang Huirong were stunned by the loud noise and broken glass all over the ground.
Yang Huirong pointed at Jiang Yueqi and said angrily: "What are you doing? You haven't been home for many years. Are you going to smash this home as soon as you get home? You don't even have your father in your eyes."
"You can't even tolerate my mother's photo? You want to fight for a piece of the wall, right? Then I'll hang it on the wall, and it'll all be yours!"
Jiang Yueqi picked up the sharp pieces of glass on the ground with vicious eyes and pointed them directly at Yang Huirong.
Yang Huirong was instantly frightened. This woman was crazy. She quickly hid behind Jiang Zhengtao and said, "Jiang Zhengtao, look at your daughter."
When Jiang Zhengtao saw this force, he was also confused. He said to Jiang Yueqi: "Yueqi, don't be impulsive. If you prick this glass, you will die."
Jiang Yueqi said with a stern look: "If she didn't die, how could she hang it on the wall? She likes to rob so much, I will help her today."
"Yueqi, please don't be impulsive. It's not worth it for her."
Jiang Zhengtao quickly turned around and slapped Yang Huirong over, causing Yang Huirong to fall to the ground.
Jiang Zhengtao's slap in the face made her head buzz.
Jiang Zhengtao angrily said to the beaten Yang Huirong: "Why don't you go back to your hometown quickly and bring back your photos?"
Jiang Zhengtao turned to Jiang Yueqi and said kindly: "This woman took the photo back to her hometown and hung it on the wall of her hometown. Now I will ask her to bring the photo back. Don't be angry, but don't be impulsive.
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"You'd better get my mother's photo back as soon as possible, otherwise I will definitely turn you into a photo."
After Jiang Yueqi finished speaking, she smashed the glass shards directly on Yang Huirong's feet. Yang Huirong screamed and shrank her feet.
The glass shards still penetrated directly into the instep of her feet.
Yang Huirong jumped three feet high in pain and convulsed in pain. She said angrily: "Jiang Yueqi, you just hurt me. You are too arrogant."
"I will come again tomorrow. If I don't see my mother's photo, be careful I stab your brain!"
While Jiang Zhengtao stopped Yang Huirong, he said to Jiang Yueqi: "Yueqi, don't worry, I will take her to handle this matter right now. Don't be angry."
The two people in front of her were the people she hated the most, and she didn't even want to look at them again.
Jiang Yueqi left, and Jiang Zhengtao said to her back: "Yueqi, come back often to see dad when you have time. Dad misses you very much and will bring my grandchildren back when you have time."
Yang Huirong covered her injured foot and said, "You haven't sent me to the hospital yet. She's gone. How can you pretend to be a kind old father? You're really going too far. You didn't help me and you just hit me?"
"If I hadn't hit you just now, why would you only be so slightly injured now? That's true of you. If a photo is placed on the second floor, it will take up as much space as you want. You have to throw it away."
"Why should I, a living person, live in the same place as a dead person?"
"Stop talking. Hurry up and find a way to get a photo of yourself."
"Where can I go to get photos of dead people? My injuries haven't been treated yet. I want to go to the hospital. Don't you dare offend her. In my eyes, she is nothing. My daughter will marry into the Zhan family soon and become a member of the Zhan family.
You are a young mistress. Jiang Yueqi is not as good as my daughter, but I want to see how long she can be famous."
Jiang Yueqi walked out of the door and looked back at the place where she grew up.
This place that was supposed to be her home was no longer her home after her mother left. This was Jiang Lingwei's home.
The entrance of Xingchen Kindergarten.
Jiang Yueqi went to pick up the child, and the eldest son and the second treasure son saw her running towards her.
"Mommy, you're here to pick us up."
Looking at the sweet smiles of the two babies, she felt that her riddled heart was healed at this moment.
"Mommy, and me."
Little Ruibao appeared with a sweet smile.
Jiang Yueqi looked at Xiao Ruibao with some embarrassment. After all, her grandma had come to see her, and her grandma didn't want her to get too close to her.
"I'm sorry, Little Ruibao, but I can't take you to our house today. Your grandma wants to see you. Little Ruibao is so cute, and your grandma wants to see her. She will miss you after not seeing you for so many days."
Little Ruibao seemed a little disappointed when she heard that she couldn't go back to her mother's house with her two little brothers.
Yunya comforted Xiao Ruibao and said, "Xiao Ruibao, don't be sad. It doesn't matter. You can just go to my house tomorrow. Today I will just treat you as you accompany your grandma and grandma."
Xiao Ruibao looked at Yunya and said with a sweet voice: "Little brother, can I go home with you tomorrow?"
"Of course."
Although little Ruibao was disappointed, she still pulled herself together, looked at her mommy and said, "Mommy, I know, little Ruibao wants to be a good and sensible child. Grandma misses me, and I want to go home."
I will go back to mommy’s house with my little brothers tomorrow.”
Jiang Yueqi looked at Xiao Ruibao and thought it was funny how he was kissing himself. This child was quite sensible.
"Xiao Ruibao, you are so good and obedient. We will stay with you here and wait for your driver to pick you up."