Male lead, you look down on the yandere chaebol woman? I love her!

Chapter 122

"Is this how it's handled?" Jiang Yuan felt a little disappointed.

This is too good for Chu Xiangyang.

He thought that, given Su Yan's personality, she would kill Chu Xiangyang.

Su Yan pursed her lips. "Does A Yuan think my approach was too vicious?"

"No, no," Jiang Yuan shook his head.

"This is the right way to handle it. You can't show any mercy to such evil people."

A shadowy glint flashed across Su Yan's beautiful eyes.

However, she saw disappointment in A Yuan's eyes.

Ah Yuan must have thought she was too cruel.

It's just that it's not outwardly apparent.

Su Yan pursed her lips.

She was a cruel and bloodthirsty person to begin with.

Ah Yuan will definitely notice something once he spends more time with her.

Ah Yuan is just an ordinary person; he certainly can't accept this side of her.

He will definitely run away from her then.

What should I do?

I really want to lock A-Yuan up.

By imprisoning him, even if A Yuan learns of her terrifying side, he will have no way to escape from her.

Jiang Yuan frowned in confusion.

He now had a feeling of being watched, which sent a chill down his spine.

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Chu Xiangyang, barely alive and covered in blood, was thrown into a pack of wolves in a remote area.

The wolves saw Chu Xiangyang as soon as they saw him.

It looked like they had spotted some delicious food.

They all swarmed around.

Chu Xiangyang was covered in injuries and had no strength to move at all.

He could only watch in despair as the pack of wolves approached him step by step.

He was an illegitimate child.

They can only live in darkness.

Unexpectedly, even his death was in such an extremely cruel way.

President Yan loves Jiang Yuan so much.

Jiang Yuan will definitely live a happy life in the future.

unfair.

Why, why was Jiang Yuan able to escape the mire!

Why doesn't Jiang Yuan live his whole life like him, like a rat in a gutter?

The wolves pounced.

They tore at Chu Xiangyang's body with their sharp teeth, and Chu Xiangyang died as he was being torn apart.

His eyes were open.

Do not look down.

Chu Xiangyang disappeared from Beijing University.

Because he usually kept to himself and didn't have many friends, no one cared about his disappearance.

the next day.

Jiang Yuan, dressed in a formal suit, appeared at Grandpa Jiang's birthday banquet.

Jiang Li's brows furrowed.

Why did Jiang Yuan come here?

Although Grandpa Jiang is seventy years old, he has a ruddy complexion and looks very young and energetic.

Grandpa Jiang didn't pay any attention to Jiang Yuan when he saw him.

Jiang Yuan has poor grades and is incompetent.

Such a useless person is of no use to the Jiang Group and is not worth caring about.

Grandpa Jiang quickly looked away and continued chatting with the guests.

Jiang Li handed a gift to Grandpa Jiang.

"Grandpa, this is a gift for you," Jiang Li said ingratiatingly.

"An inkstone from the Tang Dynasty."

Although Grandpa Jiang didn't like Jiang Li, he had to admit that the gift Jiang Li gave him was exactly what he wanted.

His expression softened.

"Thank you for your kindness. I really like this inkstone. Butler, please put it away properly," said Old Master Jiang kindly.

Jiang Li deliberately glanced in Jiang Yuan's direction.

"I wonder what gift you brought for Grandpa, brother?" Jiang Li asked.

Although he didn't know what gift Jiang Yuan had prepared for that old geezer in the Jiang family.

But it's obvious without even thinking that it's not something that would suit Old Master Jiang's taste.

Perfect, he could make Jiang Yuan look foolish at the banquet and vent his anger.

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly, "I didn't bring a gift."

Jiang Li frowned.

"Brother, don't you have money to buy Grandpa a gift?"

"If you don't have money, you can tell me, and I can lend you some. You are, after all, Grandpa's own grandson. It's Grandpa's 70th birthday, and it's not appropriate for you not to prepare a gift."

Jiang Yuan clicked his tongue inwardly.

The male version of the "green tea" (a manipulative woman) has reappeared.

Jiang Li wanted to embarrass him, but he probably didn't expect that this would be his chance to shine.

The guests began to point and whisper about Jiang Yuan.

"That must be Old Master Jiang's biological grandson. It's his grandfather's birthday, and he didn't bring a gift. That's really unfilial."

"Yes, Jiang Yuan is so unfilial. Filial piety is the most important virtue, so it's clear that his character is not good."

Jiang Yuan raised an eyebrow and said, "I only said I didn't bring a gift, but I didn't say I wasn't giving Grandpa a gift."

Jiang Li sneered.

Jiang Yuan is being stubborn.

Let's see how he exposes Jiang Yuan.

"Really?" Jiang Li said. "Then I wonder what gift you prepared for Grandpa, brother?"

Jiang Yuan walked up to Grandpa Jiang, smiled, and said, "Grandpa, I've prepared a calligraphy piece for you."

Jiang Li laughed when he heard Jiang Yuan's words.

"Brother, are you planning to write a calligraphy piece for Grandpa right here and now?"

Jiang Yuan had never learned any calligraphy.

If Jiang Yuan were to write something down on the spot, he would have completely lost face today.

"That's right." Jiang Yuan nodded.

Grandpa Jiang frowned deeply.

He had seen his grandson's handwriting; it was quite mediocre.

Writing it down would only make me lose face.

"Jiang Yuan," Old Master Jiang said in a low voice, "There are quite a few people from high society gathered here today. This is not a place for you to cause trouble. Don't try to be a hero here!"

At that time, Jiang Yuan will lose face for the entire Jiang family!

Before Jiang Yuan could speak, Jiang Li said, "Grandpa, my brother wants to give you a calligraphy piece as a token of his filial piety. Please grant his wish."

Grandpa Jiang glanced around.

He gritted his teeth.

Even if we don't let Jiang Yuan write a single piece of calligraphy now, the Jiang family will still lose face.

He wanted to see what tricks Jiang Yuan could pull.

"Then write it," Old Master Jiang said in a deep voice.

Jiang Li instructed the servants of the old house: "Hurry up and prepare writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones."

"Yes."

The servant immediately brought over the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Jiang Yuan picked up the calligraphy brush.

I started writing and drawing on paper.

Lin Shuya scoffed coldly: "Do you think I don't know what kind of writing Jiang Yuan can produce? Everyone will laugh at his handwriting later. Luckily we cut ties with him, otherwise I would have been humiliated by Jiang Yuan today."

The crowd surrounded Jiang Yuan.

They also wanted to know what kind of calligraphy Jiang Yuan could write.

Jiang Yuan didn't just write on the paper; he started drawing on it.