nucmednet Chapter 408 Does he even deserve it?
Chapter 408 Does he even deserve it?
Before dark, Jiang Zhouzhou finally met her so-called "stepmother".
It is said that daughters resemble their fathers and sons resemble their mothers.
The woman was round and plump, and although she had an approachable smile on her face, her appearance revealed a hint of fierceness.
Upon seeing Jiang Zhouzhou, she eagerly handed over the large and small bags she was carrying: "You must be Zhouzhou! I'm so glad to finally meet you. I didn't expect you to be so beautiful. I didn't know what you would like, so I bought some jewelry and clothes. Try them on!"
Jiang Zhouzhou glanced at the woman but didn't embarrass her. She reached out and took the things the woman offered, saying softly, "Thank you, Auntie."
The dinner prepared for dinner was plentiful, and the atmosphere at the table was quite harmonious. Jiang Zhouzhou ate an extra bowl of rice.
After dinner, Jiang Tao wanted to spend more time with his daughter, but Jiang Zhouzhou yawned, said "I'm going to rest now," and went upstairs.
Watching her retreating figure, Jiang Jiayao snorted coldly and said in a loud voice, "You treat her like a daughter, but this woman doesn't treat us like family at all."
Chen Ya scolded, "Jiayao, don't talk nonsense. Your sister is just not used to it yet."
Spoiled Jiang Jiayao was scolded by his own mother and suddenly stood up: "You're already showing favoritism now, fine, I'm leaving!"
He pushed the chair away forcefully and left the villa.
Jiang Tao wanted to get up and chase after him, but Chen Ya stopped him, saying, "Don't worry about that brat. Besides, you've mistreated Zhouzhou too much over the years. What's wrong with him suffering a little? Now that Zhouzhou is home, you shouldn't spoil that brat anymore."
Every word of the family's voice reached Jiang Zhouzhou's ears.
Jiang Zhouzhou paused for a moment as she stepped onto the steps.
One person plays the good cop and two people play the bad cop; these are common tactics used in live streaming.
This family of three is really dramatic.
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the other side.
Detailed information about the Jiang family was laid out before Sheng Jingyao.
Marriage, divorce, remarriage—an ordinary gigolo uses his looks to gain a foothold in Beijing. But the man has no real skills, and even after marrying a woman with a little money, he fails to turn his life around and his business only gets worse.
Upon seeing that Jiang Tao's son was named Jiang Jiayao, Sheng Jingyao threw the documents in his hand to the ground.
"This pig demon actually dares to call himself Jiang Jiayao."
"Is he worthy?"
The old butler remained silent, but he knew in his heart that his arrogant and domineering young master was about to cause trouble again.
And this guy named "Jiang Jiayao" is the poor, unlucky guy who was targeted.
"Find out where he is now?"
After saying that, the young master started clutching his phone again.
"She hasn't replied to my messages for ten minutes."
Are you busy?
"I wonder what she ate for dinner, and whether she slept comfortably in this unfamiliar place..."
The young master crossed his legs, rested his right hand on the mahogany sofa, and tapped the armrest idly.
“The Jiang family’s place is too shabby. They must not be able to eat or sleep well. We need to find a way to let her stay here.”
Old housekeeper: "..."
Love-struck people are terrifying!
A brightly lit bar.
Sheng Jingyao rarely comes to places like this; the deafening music is too noisy and gives him a headache.
The dance floor lights were dazzling, and obese men were twisting their bodies on it, their movements comical and cringe-worthy.
After twisting a couple of times, the man was panting heavily.
After leaving the dance floor and returning to his booth, Jiang Jiayao took two gulps of ice-cold beer and continued chatting with his friends.
But at that moment, the bartender brought over a few bottles of Ace of Spades.
When the spade light was lit, many people in the bar turned their eyes to it.
Jiang Jiayao's lips twitched, and he quickly said to the waiter, "Did you bring the wrong thing? We didn't order this."
He frequents bars, though he occasionally splurges on two bottles of Ace of Spades to impress his friends.
But he only ordered the cheapest, most basic options, which cost only a few thousand yuan.
These bottles are clearly limited editions, each costing tens of thousands of yuan.
The waiter said, "No mistake, this was the guest's treat."
Jiang Jiayao looked in the direction the waiter pointed and paused for a moment, stunned.
The man sitting alone on the high stool had a noble face, which seemed out of place in the noisy surroundings.
He held the wine glass in one hand, and the moment the light shone on his face, the smile on his lips revealed an almost imperceptible malice.
Jiang Jiayao walked over and greeted him, "Brother, I don't think I know you. Why are you treating me to such expensive drinks?"
The boy in front of me smiled and said, "Seeing you all chatting and laughing together, I wanted to know what interesting topics you were talking about, so I thought I'd make friends first."
Seeing that the other party wanted to take the initiative to get to know him, Jiang Jiayao raised his chin slightly and said in a affected tone, "Okay, then I'll be your friend."
Someone who can casually treat him to drinks costing tens of thousands of yuan must be no ordinary person.
The Jiang family only has a little money, but in a place like Beijing, it's nothing.
But the person in front of me clearly comes from a well-off family.
Sheng Jingyao easily infiltrated the group, and asked with a smile, "So tell me, what were you all talking about just now?"
Just as the others were about to speak, Jiang Jiayao said smugly, "Let me tell you about my older sister, my dad's daughter from his ex-wife. She's the most famous female streamer on Shark now, earning tens of millions in a single live stream!"
Some people were skeptical: "Tens of millions is too exaggerated. Could it be that her guild is deliberately hyping it up? I think this money is most likely from returned tickets, or money laundering for those rich people."
"And you've been saying that the preserved egg and lean pork congee is your sister, and that you wanted her to have a meal with us. Now that she's in Beijing, why don't you just bring her along?"
"That's right, that's right, you promised me you'd bring her out."
Seeing that he was being questioned again, Jiang Jiayao's expression became irritable: "She's not listening to me now. My parents are begging her at home, but she won't even give them a kind look. Just wait a few more days... In a few days, she'll be obedient."
Sheng Jingyao stood aside and listened silently, his expression unreadable in the dim light.
At this moment, Jiang Jiayao asked him, "Brother, do you know the female anchor who makes century egg and lean pork congee?"
Sheng Jingyao curled his lips into a smile: "I know."