The bedroom on the third floor of the Jiang family was in a mess. Jiang Jingyao was dancing like a madman with a pair of scissors in her hand, shouting: "Liars, you are all liars!"
"Yaoer, calm down! You must calm down!" Mrs. Jiang did not dare to step forward, fearing that the scissors in Jiang Jingyao's hand would hurt her, so she could only stand at the door to persuade her.
"How can I calm down? How do you want me to calm down? Didn't you lie to me that he was going to die? Why did he show up fine? Why?"
"He was returning to his former glory..."
"You lied. I saw the news. He is about to take over the Ji family. How can a dying person take over the Ji family? Liar! Damn liar! I will kill you, I will not live anymore!"
Jiang Jingyao put the scissors against her neck, "I can't live anymore! You liars! Ah!"
"He will not take over the Ji family, I will not let him take over!" A voice came from behind Mrs. Jiang, and Jiang Yuru arrived.
Compared with Mrs. Jiang who hid at the door and dared not enter, Jiang Yuru was much braver. She strode into the room, stretched out her hand to Jiang Jingyao who was holding scissors, "Give aunt the scissors!"
"I don't! I can't live anymore!" Jiang Jingyao cried. "You asked me to give up on him and watch him die, and I promised you... Now God's retribution has come, and I have become
He is ugly, but he lives well, this is all retribution!"
"There is no retribution! Yao'er, my aunt was doing it for your good at the beginning, and she is still doing it for your good now!"
"I don't believe it. If it's really for my own good, why don't you let me marry him? I can obviously marry him! He obviously likes me so much!"
"He won't marry you! You know the person he likes is not you at all, you are just a substitute! I'm just letting you see the facts clearly!"
"No!" Jiang Jingyao was so stimulated that she went crazy and rushed towards Jiang Yuru with scissors.
Seeing that the scissors were about to stab Jiang Yuru, Jiang Yuru's bodyguard quickly took action, grabbed Jiang Jingyao's hand, and the scissors were snatched from her hand.
Without the scissors, Jiang Jingyao sat on the ground and cried bitterly. The bodyguard and Mrs. Jiang retreated. Jiang Yuru walked up to her, stretched out her hand and held Jiang Jingyao in her arms.
"Yao'er, aunt knows that you are feeling uncomfortable. Don't worry, aunt's promise to you is still valid."
"I don't believe you! You've been lying to me! You said you wouldn't do anything to him, but he almost died! Everything you promised me was false!" Jiang Jingyao complained.
"Auntie didn't want him to die, it was just an accident."
"What about this time? Didn't you say he was going to die? Why is he alive and well? If I was the one who was happy in the first place, now I can legitimately stay by his side."
"You're confused! It was you who called him to ask him to get into trouble. Can he let you go?"
"But isn't that bitch who pretended to be me alive and well?" Jiang Jingyao retorted.
"You are disfigured. Mu Qingchi is a good person. Men pay attention to appearance. Do you think he will like you if you marry like this?" Jiang Yuru sneered.
"Besides, although he is not dead, what is the difference between him and a dead person? Are you willing to marry such an ugly cripple with a broken leg for the rest of your life?"
Jiang Jingyao was silenced by these words. She had seen photos of Ji Zhanbai's face. It became bloody and ugly. How could she marry such an ugly Ji Zhanbai?
