Chapter 289

"Burn Is it burning? " Uncle Liu was startled, and then asked Jiang Beichen uncertainly, "third young master, this is my favorite thing. Do you really want to Is it burning? "

Jiang Beicheng can't help but say, "Lao San, this is Dad's favorite thing. It's burnt, isn't it good?"

Jiang Beimo also looks at Jiang Beichen with doubts on his face.

"Burn it now!" Jiang Beichen tone is still cold, with a finger at the foot, meaning, here, immediately burning.

"Yes." Uncle Liu did not dare to resist, so he nodded.

"Wait a minute..." At this time, a voice suddenly rang up. The person in the bedroom, in addition to Jiang Beichen indifferent, the rest of the people are stunned.

"Dad, are you awake?" Jiang Beicheng turns his head in surprise. The old man who was still unconscious just now has already struggled to sit up.

The old man stared at the chessboard in uncle Liu's hand, lifted the quilt, and was ready to get out of bed, "you can't burn it, put it down quickly!"

"Master, are you awake?" Seeing that the old man woke up, uncle Liu quickly went over and returned the chessboard to him.

Jiang Beichen didn't have any expression, except for the scorn in his eyes. He could see at a glance that the old man was playing this kind of trick.

"What the hell is going on?" Jiang Beicheng's face suddenly serious a few minutes, staring at uncle Liu to question.

Liu Shujian couldn't hide it any more, so he had to confess, "three young masters, don't blame the master. He is too lonely. He just wants you to see him."

"You mean, we've all been fooled?" Jiang Beimo also stares at uncle Liu coldly.

"Well The master just wants to see you... " Uncle Liu bowed his head in embarrassment.

The old man is confused most of the time, and sometimes he is normal. The three young masters have not appeared in front of him at the same time for a long time.

When the old man wakes up occasionally, he will be very sad.

So, as soon as they got together, they used this method to let everyone come to see him.

Just did not expect, Jiang Beichen saw through their scheme at a glance.

Jiang Beicheng and Jiang Beimo feel guilty when they hear uncle Liu's words. Only Jiang Beichen is still expressionless, just like what happened in front of him is a play, which has nothing to do with him.

"Since I'm not dead, I won't be with you." Jiang Beichen turns around coldly and is ready to leave.

Seeing this, Jiang Beicheng finally stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Beichen. "Third, no matter how busy you are, you are not in a hurry. Since everyone is here, please stay for a while."

"Go away." Jiang Beichen said coldly.

Jiang Beicheng looks at Jiang Beichen solemnly, and then asks, "old three, are you really so hard hearted?

It's been so many years since then. Can't he let go? Did he really hate the Jiang family to this extent?

"So what?" Jiang Beichen sneered, his heart is not a day or two, they just know.

All the people in the room were silent.

At this time, the old man suddenly spoke and pointed to Jiang Beichen angrily, "you are an unfilial son. I don't want to see you. Go and call my eldest daughter-in-law and let her play chess with me..."

Hearing the old man say such words to Jiang Beichen, Jiang Beicheng is stunned. He can't understand, so he has to turn his eyes to uncle Liu who has been waiting on the old man.

"I'm sorry, young master. I've been thinking of the third young master as you for a long time Uncle Liu explained to Jiang Beicheng in a low voice.

Jiang Beicheng just clearly nodded. After the old man's brain went wrong, he often recognized the wrong person, which was normal.

However, the old man's words made Jiang Beichen frown. He glanced at the old man sitting on the side of the bed and staring at him, looking puzzled.

Is song Xiaoya the eldest daughter-in-law she is talking about?

"Master, I have told you before, San Shao Cough The grandmothers and grandmothers have left and are not at home now. " Uncle Liu was helpless and began to explain to the old man.

"Left?" The old man's face changed immediately.

"Yes, you forget that the wind chime was sent to you by my grandmother." Uncle Liu pointed to the shaking wind chime hanging on the window.

Jiang Beichen heard uncle Liu's words, turned his head to look at the window, and then had a look.

When song Xiaoya left, she gave something back to the old man!

The old man suddenly became worried and pointed to Jiang Beichen, "Beicheng, please go and bring my eldest daughter-in-law back. Go

Listening to the old man's words, Jiang Beichen's face is a bit more shocked. I didn't expect that the old man was very interested in Song Xiaoya.

He sneered, "my wife, I'll bring it back." After that, Jiang Beichen strode out.

Jiang Beicheng and Jiang Beimo look at each other and look at the direction of Jiang Beichen's departure."Old three has changed..."

"It's really changed..."

I don't know what kind of words should be used to describe this change. In short, it is a change.

For so many years, they can only see cold and fierce in Jiang Beichen's eyes, and there has never been any other color, but Jiang Beichen's expression was completely different when he talked about his wife just now.

That pair of deep eyes, a little more other emotions.

"But his hatred for the Jiang family has never changed." Jiang Beicheng can't help sighing, and then slowly said. Voice with a bit helpless.

Jiang Beichen has been dealing with the Jiang family, but he is helpless.

It's hatred that makes Jiang Beichen strong quickly.

After coming out of the old man's house, the housekeeper followed Jiang Beimo all the time. He found that he was going to leave Jiang's villa and was walking out, so he followed him.

"Second young master, it's rare to come back. Go and see the second young granny. You and the second young granny haven't seen each other for more than two months."

The housekeeper's words made Jiang Beimo's action stagnate, and his feet stopped when he was about to get on the bus. The woman who was obedient to him, had no temper or even a sense of existence came to mind.

"The second little grandmother's birthday last time, she seemed very sad..." Jiang Beimo's face was carefully observed.

As for the second daughter-in-law, the housekeeper was somewhat sympathetic.

Just as an adult, he married into the Jiang family, and his great youth was buried in this big house. However, the second young master never looked at her directly.

"When is it your turn to talk about my family?" Jiang Beimo took a look at the housekeeper, and then reprimanded him.

"I'm sorry, second young master. It's me who talks too much." The housekeeper saw that Jiang Beimo was angry and didn't dare to say anything more.