C1191 Give Me Some Time Okay
In Jiang Family's Old Residence, after Xue Chen and Shen Xuening sent Jiang Ruloong away, they tidied up and returned to their rooms.
"Wife, the third generation of the Shen Family won't really give Ru Long a look, will they?"
Although Shen Xuening really didn't want to admit it, she had to nod and say, "In my memory, they seem to have always been like this."
The third generation of Shen Family was completely incomparable to some families in the capital. There was no one who could take action!
Of course, Shen Xuening was an exception. If Shen Xuening was a man, Old Master Shen would not give the Shen Family to Xue Chen. Instead, he would let Shen Xuening be the head of the Shen Family.
Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world.
"You've seen Zichun and Ziyu before. The others are basically the same as them." Shen Xuening said with a helpless expression.
The Shen Family was a big family after all. However, the descendants of the Shen Family were all disappointing.
Xue Chen sighed helplessly. At this moment, he understood why even if Old Master Shen died, he would let Xue Chen take over the Shen Family.
"It's better to be calm!" Shen Xuening also sighed.
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At the same time, the guard also sent Jiang Ruloong back to his residence. The guard did not know that Jiang Ruloong was not drunk. After driving to Jiang Ruloong's residence, he helped Jiang Ruloong out of the car and headed towards Jiang Ruloong's home.
When he arrived at the door, the guard who sent Jiang Ruloong back immediately rang the doorbell.
Not long after, Jiang Ruloong's mother Chu Xinyue opened the door.
Chu Xinyue was already 50 years old this year, but due to her excellent maintenance, she looked less than 40 years old. Her figure was tall and curvy, her skin was white, and her appearance was extraordinary.
She had the typical quiet and natural temperament of an Eastern beauty.
When Chu Xinyue saw Jiang Ruloong being carried by someone, and smelled the pungent smell of alcohol, her brows immediately knitted together. "If I didn't go to the old man's place, why did I drink so much? Who did I drink with?"
"Second madam, Young Master Loong drank with young master Xue Chen today. He drank two more cups when he was a little happy... The guard immediately explained to Chu Xinyue in his stomach.
"Bring him in!"
The guard did not say anything and carried Jiang Ruloong into the house. Under Chu Xinyue's guidance, he placed Jiang Ruloong on the sofa. "Second Madam, don't you need me to send Master Ru Young Master Loong to the room?"
"No need. You can go back first." "Be careful on the way."
The guard did not say anything. He nodded and turned to leave.
As soon as the guard left, Jiang Ruloong immediately sat up from the sofa and let out a breath of sulk at the same time.
"Mom..."
"I thought you wouldn't come back today!" Chu Xinyue coldly said, "What, that old thing did not leave you there to stay?"
"Grandpa has rested early. Is it me and cousin drinking?"
"Who are you drinking with?" Chu Xinyue's cold tone had a hint of coldness in it at this moment.
Jiang Ruloong could not help but shiver when he heard the voice. He looked at Chu Xinyue in fear and said, "Xue Chen."
"Jiang Ruloong, you treat me as your cousin. I might not treat you as my cousin. And that old bastard!" Chu Xinyue said heavily, "Look at how biased he is. Xue Chen, that little bastard, just came back and he already lived in the Jiang Family. He even introduced him to everyone at Jiang Xinrann's engagement banquet, and he even sat in his red flag car..."
"This treatment, which one of you have enjoyed before? All of you are his grandsons. Why is he the only one who has this kind of treatment?"
"Also, Jiang Xuyao transferred you to the Great Northwest right after he appeared. " If it wasn't for Yim Qinglai and the others, do you think you would have been able to return to the capital for the rest of your life? "
Jiang Ruloong lowered his head and remained silent.
"You treat him as your cousin and the others as your family. He might not treat you as his family. In their hearts, you're just a survivor, a bastard. They're all on guard against you!" Chu Xinyue's words were like icy pearls as she said, "They're all afraid that you'll take revenge!"
"Furthermore, they all want to kill you!"
"Mom..."
[What, are you going to help them talk?] Chu Xinyue interrupted Jiang Ruloong with a cold voice. "If they don't want to kill you, why didn't anyone help you when you were transferred to the northwest?"
"Why didn't Jiang Zhanyi, the old bastard, help you? If he said something, would Jiang Xuyao dare to let you go to the northwest?"
Jiang Ruloong fell silent again. Although he really did not want to admit what Chu Xinyue said, he had to admit that everything Chu Xinyue said was right.
If Jiang Zhanyi had helped him back then, Jiang Xuyao would not have let him go to the northwest.
"Do you know why they did not kill you now?"
"Because they are afraid of others gossiping."
"That's right!" Chu Xinyue fiercely said, "Jiang Ruloong, you must remember that your father was killed by them. They kept you because they are afraid that others will gossip behind your back..."
Jiang Ruloong's face was full of pain.
In his memory, ever since he remembered, Chu Xinyue had been whispering these words in his ear. She had always told him that no one in Jiang Family would really help him.
He was just a bastard, a bastard who shouldn't live in this world.
Whatever he wanted, he needed to rely on himself. He needed to rely on his own hands.
"You have to remember, you have to take revenge for your father, fulfill your father's long-cherished wish, and become the patriarch of the Jiang Family!" Chu Xinyue's face was full of hatred and malice as she said, "You must kill Jiang Xuyao, Xue Chen, and Jiang Ehuang..."
Jiang Ruloong was completely numb to what Chu Xinyue said.
It had been more than 20 years and this was the most he heard from Chu Xinyue.
Chu Xinyue had instilled the thought of revenge into him since he was young.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Jiang Ruloong's life was just like Fu Hongxue, who was written by the ancient dragon hero. He lived for revenge. Revenge was the only reason he was alive. It was the only reason he lived in this world.
Besides, he lived for revenge, just like Fu Hongxue. He didn't need any friends.
Chu Xinyue, on the other hand, was like the White Phoenix Princess of the Devil Cult. She wanted him to take revenge.
She wanted Jiang Ruloong to remember everything that he had to carry for his entire life. At the same time, it was something that he, Jiang Ruloong, had to carry for his entire life.
This was also the reason. When Jiang Ruloong was very young, when the other children were playing, he was learning. When other children started learning, he was learning to laugh at himself in the mirror.
Chu Xinyue told him that if he wanted to live, he had to laugh. Moreover, he had to laugh until he was harmless. His smile made everyone put down their guard and made everyone forget about him, Jiang Ruloong. The fact that Jiang Ruloong was a survivor made everyone...
Jiang Ruloong had lived like this for more than 20 years.
Although Chu Xinyue had been indoctrinating Jiang Ruloong with the idea of revenge, Jiang Ruloong was not a robot or a doll. He could do whatever he wanted.
He had his own thoughts. At the same time, he needed to get in touch with people, especially people from the Jiang Family.
As he grew older, he did not find anyone who wanted him dead. Each and every one of them treated him well. This made him slowly start to doubt Chu Xinyue's words.
But even so, Jiang Ruloong still had a cautious look in his heart. He was not afraid of anything. He was afraid of ten thousand!0
"Do you remember how your father died when I told you?"
"He was killed by Jiang Xuyao!" Jiang Ruloong took a deep breath. "If it wasn't for Jiang Xuyao, my dad wouldn't have died. And no one will be on guard. " I... "
"It's good that you know!" Chu Xinyue snorted. "Jiang Ruloong, you have to remember that you have to take revenge when you are alive. The hatred of killing your father is irreconcilable."
Jiang Ruloong looked at Chu Xinyue, whose face was full of hatred. Jiang Ruloong's face was full of complicated emotions.
Revenge, revenge.
In Chu Xinyue's heart, Jiang Ruloong could only take revenge. He was a tool for revenge.
"Mom, don't worry. I will take revenge for my dad. I will not let you down." Jiang Ruloong said to Chu Xinyue confidently.
"It's good that you understand." Chu Xinyue spat out a mouthful of air and said, "Ru Long, don't think that Mom is forcing you to do something. Mom is thinking for you. They will not let you go."
"Mom, I know!" Jiang Ruloong's heart was full of bitterness. "I will remember everything you said to me."
Chu Xinyue saw this and revealed a look of satisfaction. "Didn't you say Xue Chen was not in the capital? When did he come back?"
"He just came back tonight!" Jiang Ruloong said honestly.
"Do you know where he went?"
"I don't know!" Jiang Ruloong shook his head. "I didn't dare ask."
"So you don't know anything?"
"Yes!"
"You..."
"Mom, it's not that I don't want to ask, It's just that I don't know how to ask. Why should I ask?" Jiang Ruloong said helplessly, "What would they think if I asked?"
"Alright, then I won't say anything." Chu Xinyue looked at Jiang Ruloong and said, "But you have to remember that none of them are good people."
"You must kill all of them..."
"Mom, I have never forgotten my father's revenge, but I need time. The current me can't fight against any of them." Jiang Ruloong looked at Chu Xinyue, who was right in front of him, and said, "Mom, give me some time!"
"When my wings are full, I will be able to kill them!" Jiang Ruloong said to Chu Xinyue.
"You can look for other people to work with. There are so many people who want to kill Xue Chen. Will no one be willing to work with you?"
"Mom, I really need time. Can you give me some more time?" Jiang Ruloong looked like he was in pain.
Chu Xinyue urged him too much. She wished Jiang Ruloong could become Master of the Shen Family immediately.
To be honest, he didn't know if he should take revenge or not. He was at a loss.
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