The butler of the Jiang family walked up to Zhou Hengfeng politely, put his hands in front of him, and was polite and polite: "Mr. Zhou..."

Zhou Hengfeng stood up anxiously with an embarrassed look on his face.

It can be seen that the old man sitting in a wheelchair closed his eyes and rested without paying attention to him at all. No matter how anxious he was, it was useless. He could only put his bank card on the table and whispered: "Old Jiang, I am sincere.

I will apologize to you on behalf of Zhou Wei. I hope you can tell Miss Qiao about Zhou Wei for the sake of our two families. As long as Miss Qiao is willing to forgive Zhou Wei, I am willing to go around the city to apologize to her in the future.

Zhou Hengfeng owes her a favor, and her business is mine. As long as I can help, I will definitely help..."

Mr. Jiang did not react at all, and he still looked like an old monk entering into meditation, and seemed to not even pay attention to him.

However, when Jiang Xianrou heard Zhou Hengfeng’s promise, her eyebrows pounded and subconsciously pinched the palm of her hand.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Zhou Hengfeng sighed and sighed with a heavy expression. He was a well-known figure. He was embarrassed to stay at someone's house and said, "Since Mr. Jiang wants to rest, I won't.

I'll be disturbed, I'll take a step first and visit you someday."

When Jiang Xianrou saw Zhou Hengfeng walking out with the housekeeper, she didn't know what she thought of, so she hurriedly said to her family: "Grandpa, mom, I'll go out to see Uncle Zhou next time."

When Tang Wanru saw her going out, she was worried and said to Mr. Jiang: "Dad, I'll go and have a look."

The mother and daughter both followed each other and disappeared in the living room of the villa in a blink of an eye. Only then did Mr. Jiang open his eyes, his black eyes were turbid and smart, looking at his youngest son who had just walked over with tea.

Rubbing his temples, he said tiredly: "I don't know how Niannian is doing or whether he is injured. As is Jiang Li, Niannian lives with him. He is fine. If such a big thing happened, he wouldn't tell his family.

Zhou Hengfeng came to the door, and I only realized what Zhou Wei was doing.”

Jiang Zongnan poured the tea he had made for Zhou Hengfeng into the trash can, bent down and put the tea cup aside, pursed his lips, and looked rigorous: "I'll call Jiang Li later."

He looked at the tired and worried old man, put his hand on the old man's shoulder and said, "Dad, don't worry too much! Since Jiang Li didn't call home, it means Niannian was not injured, even if he was injured, he was injured.

The injury should not be serious, otherwise he would not dare to hide it from his family."

"kindness."

Needless to say, Mr. Jiang's heart was like a mirror, very clear, and knew that if Qiao Nian was injured, Jiang Li would never dare to hide it from his family. He suddenly raised his head and looked at his youngest son.

: "There are more than ten days left in the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, Niannian will definitely come to Beijing to study. I originally found someone and wanted her to recognize her ancestors. However, the city of Beijing is deep, so I temporarily left her in the country for various reasons.

She must be back when she is studying in the city.”

"I know." Jiang Zongnan looked relaxed and didn't care about this matter. He also said to the old man: "I have asked the servant to clean up the room. There are many rooms at home. See which room Niannian likes and which one she likes. I let me ask

Someone renovated her."

Jiang Weishang didn't say anything, his eyes were deep and very dark. His hand placed on the armrest of the wheelchair was holding the railing tightly, as if he was thinking about something.
Chapter completed!