Wealthy Chapter 538

Tsukasa Jun is a tall man, sitting cross-legged on the floor, and although he is wounded, he sits there as if he were an impassable mountain.

The servant shrank back a little, not knowing whether it was an illusion or not, every time he saw Yue Zhengjun, he felt a force pressing down on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

Jiang Ming waved his hand and said to the doctors and nurses who had been invited home, “Everyone has worked hard, follow Old Li to have a glass of water first.”

These people, who had long been used to working with Jiang Ming, silently gathered their things and headed outside.

Jiang Ming turned his head to the family servant and said, “You go out too, I’ll talk to Brother Yue.”

The house servant smacked his lips in his heart, Jiang Ming was really bold, or maybe he didn’t know how to write the word “death”. But Jiang Ming told him to withdraw and he was happy to leave, no one wanted to be locked in a cage with a tiger.

An ordinary person sitting opposite Yue Zhengjun like this would have been too frightened to speak by Yue Zhengjun’s stern aura, but Jiang Ming was different, he was enjoying himself.

Jiang Ming stood up and went to open the window at the back, and the cold wind from outside came in at once.

“These sequoia trees cost 200,000 yuan each, and I had them transplanted here. This room used to be my bedroom, but I got bored of looking at the view here and moved to another room. Brother Yue, it’s too bad not to see this view.”

“Hmph.” Yue Zhengjun sneered, “Now that things have come to a head, you are still in the mood to look at the scenery, it looks like many of the rumours about you from the outside world are true. You are really, unruffled in the face of danger and as steady as a mountain.”

Yue Zhengjun wanted to rip his head off, now that he was facing the predicament of being wanted and possibly dragging the entire Yue family into the mire, Jiang Ming, the one who started it all, was still in the mood to let him look at the scenery!

“Brother Yue, things are under my control, so what am I panicking about? You recuperate well, what I promised you, I will definitely give you.”

It was better if I didn’t mention this, but when I did, Yue Zhengjun became agitated, “You said that if I killed your second uncle for you, you would save Mangshan. Now what? How many days have passed, where is Mangshan?!”

If it wasn’t for Yue Mangshan, Yue Zhengjun would never have been at Jiang Ming’s mercy.

If this matter were to get out, he would become the shame of the family!

“Don’t get excited, a week, not even a day more, your son will appear in front of you.”

Jiang Ming’s ready look made Yue Zhengjun flinch.

In fact, it wasn’t that Yue Zhengjun hadn’t thought about whether Jiang Ming would be lying to him, but Yue Zhengjun was desperate and could only take a chance.

If Jiang Ming was not a trustworthy good man, then Zhang Chao was even less trustworthy. Yue Zhengjun just chose to trust Jiang Ming between Zhang Chao and Jiang Ming.

Yue Zhengjun’s anger came down a little and said, “Mangshan cannot be like me, buried in anonymity. He must leave Zhang Chao’s control openly and honestly, our Yue family needs a family head, and that person can only be Mangshan.”

Yue Zhengjun thought to himself, “It can only be Yue Manshan, not Yue Manbow.

Back then he asked Man-bow to leave the jianghu and go away to study, but the boy did not listen to himself and insisted on mixing in the jianghu, and even entered the Thousand Clans by mistake.

This incident completely angered Yue Zhengjun, and only one of the Yue family’s descendants could gain a foothold in the jianghu, while the rest had to leave the jianghu and support their own family.

By doing so, Yue Man Gong was challenging the family rules of the Yue family, and the Yue family could not tolerate him.

As long as he can make Yue Manshan the heir of the Yue family without any problems, then he will admit it even if he is shot by the government.

Yue Zhengjun tilted his head back in pain and swallowed his breath, he didn’t see the eerie light in Jiang Ming’s eyes as he looked at him at this time.

After five days in the hospital, I can finally be discharged.

My surgery was so successful, but Zhao Zichen said I still had to take care of my recovery, or else this leg would go lame.

I couldn’t stand the smell of the hospital anymore and Zhao Zichen was anxious to get me out so that a new bed could be vacated in the hospital.

“You go back and tell Zhao Xiaoliu to come to the hospital when he can, those aunties and mothers in the hospital miss him. This kid, he’s staying at your place and forgot to come back.”

Zhao Zichen said to me as he propped himself up against the car door.

Chu Xiaoxiao drove and I sat in the back seat. Han Kun and the other two were not as fit as me and were not as badly injured as I was, but they had to stay in hospital for a few more days because they had concussions.

I said, “Zhao Xiaoliu I have to borrow for another day. By the way, does Han Kun know about Ji Shaoqian yet?”

Zhao Zichen let out a long sigh and said, “I didn’t say anything, my dad was urging me to do so every day and I didn’t dare say anything. But I have a feeling that Han Kun already knows.”

“Why?”

“He hasn’t been asking about Ji Shao Qian. You know how smart Han Kun is, so he probably already guessed it. But he did ask about Liu Rong’s condition. Liu Rong has just gone from a deep coma to a light coma, and he may wake up at any time, but his spinal injury is so severe that he’ll be paraplegic even if he wakes up.”

“That’s what he deserves, it’ll be harder for him to die that way.”

I had mixed feelings, as I drove, Chu Xiaoxiao kept trying to cheer me up, but I couldn’t even be happy.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t seen life and death before, but there was something unreal about facing death in such a busy metropolis.

A few days ago I was still talking and chatting with Ji Shaoqian, but now in the blink of an eye, she had turned into a corpse that could not speak.

And then there was Jiang Yunqing.

I had a surreal feeling that someone like Jiang Yunqing could die, it was horrible.

Maybe it was the drugs, I drifted off in the car and fell asleep when I arrived home. When I woke up with a start, Chu Xiaoxiao was sitting beside me playing with my phone.

“You’re awake? Do you want some water?”

“Where’s Zhao Xiaoliu, you tell him to come over.”

“Good for you, as soon as you wake up you don’t want a wife, you want a child first.” Chu Xiaoxiao pretended to be angry.

I laughed, “Baby, stop it. I’m looking for Zhao Xiaoliu for something important.”

“Strange, this kid has also been guarding the door as soon as he heard you were back, you two had an appointment, right, what’s up?”

I’ve been lying in bed for the past few days and I’m sore as hell.

But that’s the way it is with injuries, you can’t get out of bed easily.

Chu Xiaoxiao opened the door and Zhao Xiaoliu came running in.

He looked around my bed for a while, like a little adult, and said, “Captain, how are you doing now? When I grow up, I’ll go and take revenge on you!”

Chu Xiaoliu deliberately teased him, extending a finger to poke the top of his head.

“Little guy, you want to be a soldier before you’ve even grown up? You’re a child soldier.”

Zhao Xiaoliu showed his teeth and grinned, “Who said I haven’t grown all my hair yet?”

He was just a little kid, so he didn’t know what Chu Xiaoxiao meant by his words, so he grabbed his hair and plucked it twice.

“Who said I haven’t grown all my hair, look at my hair! I’m doing a good job of what the captain asked me to do.”

Chu Xiaoxiao was curious, “Huh, you let a little kid help you with a thing?”

Zhao Xiaoliu was a big kid and hated being called a kid, so he showed his teeth and grinned at Chu Xiaoxiao.

I laughed and said, “Don’t look down on him, he’s not a kid, he’s very good. Little Six, have you got the stuff?”

“Hey, I had the stuff when he came that day. Here, here you go. By the way Captain, I didn’t peek at a single word.”

Zhao Xiaoliu pulled out a few pages from his pocket that had been folded several times and handed them to me very carefully.

Chu Xiaoxiao stretched his neck to look and asked, “What is it, you kid can’t read, can you?”

“Hmph.” Zhao Xiaoliu clasped his hands to his chest, ignoring Chu Xiaoxiao, and asked me seriously, “Captain, how did I finish? It’s this thing, right?”