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Naturally, Qian Yan didn't reply to Jiang Wanhong's essay. He glanced at it and closed it.
As for the blessings during the New Year and holidays, she would simply reply. Precisely because she did not ignore them completely, Jiang Wanhong and others always held some expectations in their hearts. In their eyes, no matter what, they are all the children of the old lady.
, as long as the connection is not completely broken, there will always be a
God, she will give them the money she has.
No matter it was before her death or after her death, the contact could not be cut off. The old lady had to remember that she still had several children.
Qian Yan went on a tour across the country, and Jiang Wanhong and others couldn't do anything to get in front of her.
Qian Yan here is also true to her word. After Jiang Siwen's birthday, whether it is the Chinese New Year or the birthdays of juniors, she will not give out a penny in red envelopes.
No matter how dissatisfied they are in their hearts, they dare not say a bad word on the surface. They still have to greet her during the holidays, okay?
Qian Yan's circle of friends is updated every day, with many updates a day, covering food, clothing, housing and transportation. Some of them are things Jiang Wanhong and others have seen before, and some are things they could never imagine in their lives. "This old lady really knows how to do it.
I have never been to such a high-end place. Everywhere I go, I stay in a hotel for tens of thousands of nights." Cheng Surong said sourly while scrolling through her circle of friends, "Every time I stay in one place, I basically stay for one star.
Period, more than 10,000 yuan a night, close to 100,000 yuan a week, it’s too luxurious.”
"My monthly salary is barely 10,000 yuan." Cheng Surong became more and more sour as she talked, and she couldn't even eat the food in front of her. "She could just give me 10,000 yuan a month. For her, that's
It's just one day's room charge." Jiang Wanhong was eating happily, but when he heard Cheng Surong keep talking about this, he put down the bowl heavily and said with a long face: "We are eating here, can you calm down?
Are you talking about this after eating? It was a good meal.
Yes, I have completely lost my appetite now."
Doesn't he want these?
What's the use of keeping mumbling about it?
The old lady is so hard-hearted that she is not willing to give them a dime.
Jiang Wanhong regretted it a long time ago. You should know that the old lady still has such a good situation. He promised to take good care of her in the past, but the opportunity has been missed. What's the use of saying this?
Now I am praying that one day the old lady will stop being angry and give them a little bit.
Or they can only wait until the old lady dies before they have a chance to divide the property.
No matter what it is, you can only wait. Who knows when the old lady will figure it out, and who knows whether the old lady will live a long life?
"Why are you angry at me?" Cheng Surong also straightened her face, "You eat what's yours, and I'll tell you what's mine. If you don't like to hear it, just cover your ears. If you insist on listening, it won't make you feel good. It's none of my business.
What's the matter?" "I'm eating here, and you are mumbling next to me, how can I not hear you? You said it very lightly, and you want me to cover my ears while eating? Since you don't eat well, why don't you go outside and talk about it?
It has to be at the dinner table
Saying this, isn't it sincerity that makes people unable to eat?" Jiang Wanhong's voice rose, and his appearance became a little fierce. Cheng Surong was not afraid, she said loudly: "You can't hear yourself carrying a bowl and going out to eat, why am I going out?
Say? You can’t listen. That’s your problem. What does it have to do with me? If you don’t want to eat it, don’t eat it. I made this meal. If you can’t eat it, it’s all gone!”
This chapter has been completed!