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The torrential rain mixed with dark clouds caused the sky to darken after noon. This kind of weather was supposed to be a good day for sleeping, but the Jiang Clan's ancestral hall was filled with people.

Outside the ancestral hall stood two rows of black clothed Jiang family servants holding umbrellas. Their faces were expressionless as a chilling aura emanated from them.

Inside the hall, there sat the Jiang Clan's old lady. Although her hair was white, the aura emitted from her body made the rest of the people in the hall shush. Four of his sons were sitting on the other four chairs. The eldest and the second brothers each had their own children behind them. The fourth brother had no children, while the third brother's only daughter, Jiang Qianxue, was kneeling on the ground.

"Grandmother, I am willing to bear the consequences." There was a palm imprint on Jiang Qianxue's delicate face, but her delicate body was perfectly straight. She was staring at old lady Jiang on the seat of honor without avoiding her gaze.

"Humph!" Can you afford a piece of blue and white porcelain made from the official kiln? " Before Old Madame Jiang could say anything, her second son, Jiang Yunsheng, snorted coldly.

Jiang Qianxue didn't answer and bit her lower lip. The Jiang family was an antique family, and someone came to sell a piece of blue and white porcelain in the official kiln today. It was accidentally broken in the Jiang family store she managed, and the price of this blue and white porcelain was at least 10 million.

This was not only a matter of compensating the seller for the ten million, but also a serious hindrance to the Jiang family's development. If they received this blue and white porcelain, their Jiang family's antique status would definitely rise to another level and the profits they would receive would definitely exceed ten million.

Jiang Yun frowned as he looked at his daughter. He wanted to say something, but ended up sighing without saying anything.

"In my opinion, we should take back all the stores in the old family and forbid them from interfering with any business of the Jiang family!" The boss seemed to be extremely angry, but anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that he was overjoyed. If this Pure Blue Flower was really collected from Jiang Yuncai's shop, it would be a good thing for the Jiang family and not for Jiang Yunmao.

"Don't go too far!" Jiang Yun said with a cold expression. This was no different from expelling them from the Jiang family.

Second brother Jiang Yunsheng said with a dark expression, "I agree with brother's suggestion."

"Alright, that's enough." Old Madame Jiang cut off their argument with a cold face, "I don't need to say that you know the value of the Qingqing Flower. This time, the Jiang Clan has suffered heavy losses. They must be severely punished!"

"Take back the old three families' two stores and turn in the profits for one year!" After Old Madame Jiang finished speaking, Jiang Yun's expression changed as he pleaded, "Mom, it's too heavy."

"As the father, you should be responsible for the trouble caused by your own daughter." Old lady Jiang expressionlessly looked at Jiang Qianxue. "Do you accept punishment?"

Jiang Qianxue looked at her father, who had a flustered expression on his face. She took a deep breath and replied, "I will accept my punishment."

"What do you know!? If we take back the two stores, we still have one left. What will the two of you eat in the future? What do you want to drink? " Jiang Yun couldn't help but be enraged. He slapped Jiang Qianxue's face, and the palm imprint was the same as the one before.

Jiang Qianxue let Jiang Yunzhu point her finger at her nose and scold her. Tears rolled down her face, but she didn't utter a single word.

Old Madame Jiang had no intention of staying any longer. She stood up and prepared to leave, but just as she stood up, her gaze turned towards the stone path leading to the ancestral hall.

A thin and weak figure limping through the torrential rain walked towards the ancestral hall. It seemed as if he would be hit by the torrential rain at any moment.

"What is this trash doing here?" Lin Jing was the husband of Jiang Qianxue, but since he had joined the Jiang family for four years, he had been working in the store, and was normally smart enough to avoid the Jiang family. Otherwise, it would be taunting him if he met them, because he had always been seen as the shame of the Jiang family, a crippled son-in-law.

Not only was Lin Jing physically handicapped, but he was also an orphan. The reason he had been able to join the Jiang Clan four years ago was because he had coincidentally been chosen by the Antique Association at that time.

Four years ago, in a car accident, Jiang Qianxue turned Lin Jing into a cripple. In order to become the president of the Antique Association, old lady Jiang did not hesitate to marry Jiang Qianxue to Lin Jing. In order to build up momentum, the benevolence and righteousness of the Jiang family did indeed gain a lot of popularity.

However, Lin Jing had become a thorn in the side of the Jiang Clan. If it weren't for old lady Jiang's taciturn approval, they would have long since chased him out of the Jiang Clan.

Old Madame Jiang sat back down and narrowed her eyes at Lin Jing standing outside the ancestral hall. There was no trace of happiness or anger on her face.

"Is this a place you can come to? Get lost! " Jiang Yuncai was fuming, and when he saw Lin Jing, he shouted in anger.

Lin Jing walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall. Without even entering, he bent his knees and knelt down.

The Jiang Brothers watched this scene with interest, waiting for the next part.

"I broke the porcelain." Lin Jing lowered his head and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" Get lost, this has nothing to do with you! " Hearing this, Jiang QianXun turned around and shouted. It was true that Lin Jing had accidentally broken the porcelain, but he couldn't afford to lose his life.

Jiang Yuncai's face froze in shock and joy, "Mom, he was the one who broke it. He was the one who broke it. It has nothing to do with Qianxue."

"Ol 'Three, that's not what I said. Isn't he your son-in-law?" Second Bro Jiang Yunsheng said.

"Tomorrow, no, I'll divorce Qianxue now!"

The Jiang family's elder sister looked at Jiang Yun with a face full of disappointment. How could a cripple compensate her? Shaking her head, old lady Jiang stood up and left. Not far away, her figure paused for a moment before she said, "I'm the president of the Antique Association. Qianxue can't divorce him for one day."

"Mom!" "Mom!"

Ignoring Jiang Yuncai, old lady Jiang continued to walk out of the ancestral hall. The other Jiang brothers looked at her with a playful expression before leaving.

Jiang Yuncai let out a furious roar and rushed towards Lin Jing, who was kneeling outside the ancestral hall, and kicked him in the face. Lin Jing's frail and weak body was thrown backwards. Blood instantly flowed out from his nose and mouth.

Jiang Yuncai didn't stop. He cursed Lin Jing as he continued to kick his head. Jiang Qianxue stood up to stop Jiang Yuncai. She was afraid that her father would really kill Lin Jing.

Lin Qing lay on the ground. The blood on his face was being washed away by the rain water. Immediately, new blood began to seep out from his nose and mouth.

"Dad, I beg you, let him go, let him go." Jiang Yunzhu looked at Jiang Qianxing with a dark expression and snorted coldly. Finally, he retracted his hand and left.

Lin Jing looked at Jiang Qianxue, who was sitting in the rain. His voice somewhat hoarse, he said, "Thank you."

Jiang Qianxue frowned slightly and suddenly became angry, "Thank me? Thank me! "Other than thanking me, you know what else to say!"

"Do you know why I haven't had any intention of liking you in four years? I've tried to like you myself, but I can't do it, I can't do it, do you understand? "

"I'm a woman. I also want to lean on my shoulder when I'm tired. There's someone protecting me when I'm bullied!"

The more Jiang Qianxue shouted, the louder her voice became. In the end, she seemed to have used up all of her strength. She said tiredly, "From now on, I don't owe you anything. Your life or death has nothing to do with me."

With that, Jiang Qianxue stood up and left, allowing the torrential rain to hit her.

Lin Jing lay on the ground, the rain hitting his eyelids, and it was difficult for him to open his eyes. He remembered that four years ago, when the torrential rain had also struck him, his body had been sent flying by the car. However, when he saw that worried and beautiful face, all the pain seemed to have disappeared.

Lin Jing had never blamed Jiang Qianxue because he had never felt the feeling of being cared for by a single person, even though Jiang Qianxue felt guilty.

Lin Jing stumbled to his feet, looking like a homeless person wandering the streets. The passing of the past four years in the Jiang Clan flashed before his eyes.

The first night he entered the Jiang family, he slept on the grass. In the middle of the night, when Jiang Qianxue covered him with a blanket, he closed his eyes tightly and trembled nervously. Jiang Qianxue thought he had been frozen, but Lin Jing had gotten used to this cold when he was nine years old.

Later on, although Jiang Qianxue was neither cold nor indifferent to him, he would always find a bowl of noodles in the kitchen when he woke up from hunger in the middle of the night.

Once, when he had a high fever and was about to lose consciousness, Jiang Qianxue carried him on her back to the hospital. This was the only time that Lin Jing had ever felt that he was thinner and thinner.

"… …"

It was unknown when, but Lin Jing's cheeks were already covered with tears. He stepped onto the bridge and suddenly shouted, "God! In the next life, when I meet her, can you give me some skills! "

As he finished speaking, a strong wind blew, causing Lin Jing's frail body to fall into the river. A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, lighting up the river's surface. Lin Qing floated a few steps before completely sinking into the river.