Jiang Yunqing looked at Old Madam Jiang's posture and remembered the current situation in the Chengenhou Mansion.

Jiang Qingping has a knighthood, and Mrs. Jiang also has a fate, although she can fall out with them directly, but what about after the fallout?

In the final analysis, her body is Jiang Qingping's bloodline, as long as she still carries the surname Jiang on her back, she can be crushed to death by their filial piety.

Jiang Yunqing herself is nothing, and she left after the big deal turned the world upside down, but what about the original eldest lady of the Jiang family?

Who will repay the grievances she has suffered for so many years, and for the suffering she has suffered for so many years?

What's more, she is still the daughter of the Meng family, and she also has the blood of the Meng family in her body.

If she does something too out of the ordinary and is bitten by Jiang Qingping, only her biological mother's reputation and the entire Meng family will be hurt at that time.

Jiang Yunqing's mind turned sharply, and after venting just now, the depression in his heart also dissipated a lot.

She restrained the sharpness on her face, her eyes drooped slightly, although she was still expressionless, everyone could feel the sadness and grievances emanating from her.

"Will Grandmother still miss me? Didn't my father say that he wanted to declare that I was dead, I was still alive, how could he do this to me..."

Old Madam Jiang listened to the grievances in Jiang Yunqing's words, and her heart suddenly relaxed.

It seems that Jiang Yunqing didn't hear Jiang Qingping's words at all, only heard that he was going to set up a mourning hall for her and announce her death.

Old Madam Jiang hurriedly got up and took Jiang Yunqing's hand and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, you are my own granddaughter, and the eldest lady of my Chengenhou Mansion, who else can you read if your grandmother doesn't read it?" ”

"And your father, your father was in a hurry after you disappeared, and immediately sent people from the palace to look for you."

"In the past few days, the entire West Mountain has been searched by your father, but he has never found any trace of you, and the housekeeper reported that someone found a female corpse under a cliff down the mountain, and your father thought it was you, so he said that he would say about the spirit."

Jiang Yunqing pursed her lips tightly and said in a low voice, "Really? ”

"Of course it's true, grandmother will still lie to you, don't believe you and ask your father."

Old Madam Jiang looked at Jiang Qingping, and Jiang Yunqing also looked at him with red eyes.

Jiang Qingping had suppressed his anger after such a long time, looking at Jiang Yunqing's face that looked like Meng's, and noticed the look that Old Madam Jiang gave him, he couldn't help but say stiffly:

"It's because I didn't make it clear that I misunderstood you, you are my and your mother's child, how can I not feel sorry for you?"

Jiang Yunqing sneered coldly in his heart.

If it's really distressing, how can you do something like letting your daughter die for the sake of face?

If you really care, even if there is really a female corpse, don't you even need to distinguish it, just rely on the housekeeper's casual news, and say that she is dead?

The words of the two are full of loopholes, and they simply use her as a three-year-old child to coax her.

If it was Jiang Yunqing in the past, who lacked love for a long time and even suffered in the house, I am afraid that in the face of such unprecedented warmth, he would easily believe it, but it is a pity that the girl who was timid and kind, looking forward to her father's love and affection, has died, and now only she is left.

Jiang Yunqing, who has already blackened his heart and liver, is already Amitabha Buddha if he doesn't count people.

Jiang Yunqing disdained the two of them in his heart, but his face seemed to be a little touched, but he stubbornly turned his head for fear of being deceived.

Her lips were tightly pursed, her fingers grabbed her sleeves, and she refused to let the tears fall with tears in her eyes, like a child who had been wronged, and this gesture of a child made Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Qingping completely relieved.