In front of Jiang Chen, there is a Chinese-style courtyard built of blue bricks and gray tiles.

Two huge stone lions landed on either side of the red-lacquered gate, and the bluestone slabs paved the steps were spotless.

The two-metre-high fence wall is carved with hollows to allow for both light and privacy.

Under the wall is a rectangular flower bed with lilacs, plums, peonies, orchids and various tall ornamental trees.

Now because it is the middle of winter in Yanjing, the flowers and plants in the flower beds have become yellow, only a few bright red plums, with buds ready to bloom, with blue bricks and white walls, pour a few more traces of Chinese charm.

The heavy red-lacquered door was tightly closed, and the brass buckles above it shone golden in the sunlight.

Han Xiangjun walked over and slapped the door knocker a few times, and after dozens of seconds, the door creaked open, and a middle-aged man in his fifties came out, with gray hair and a lonely expression.

As soon as he saw Han Xiangjun, he was shocked and said happily: "Miss Han, why are you?"

Then he glanced at it and found Jiang Chen standing behind him.

"Hey, isn't this Jiang Chen?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly: "Uncle Mu." ”

This person's name is Mu Feng, he is Jiang Chen's housekeeper, he is good to Jiang Chen, he has been following the old man of the Jiang family, although he has no blood relationship with the Jiang family, he is already a very core figure of the Jiang family.

"Uncle Mu, Grandpa Jiang, are they okay?" Han Xiangjun asked as he walked up the steps.

Mu Feng's eyes turned gray, and he sighed: "The old man has been in poor health recently!"

Jiang Chen and Han Xiangjun glanced at each other.

"Is there something going on at home?" Han Xiangjun asked with a tense expression.

Mu Feng shook his head: "Miss Han, it's hard to say, let's go in and talk about it!"

Compared to the cleanliness outside, the yard is a bit depressed, with a layer of leaves falling, and the atmosphere is quite oppressive.

The three-story Chinese-style villa is full of creepers, and the windows are covered with a layer of dust, as if they haven't been cleaned for a long time.

If you don't come in, it's hard for outsiders to imagine that a house in a Chinese-style luxury villa area has become like this.

Before entering the door, a heavy and angry female voice came: "Lao Mu, who is outside?"

"Oh, it's Xiaochen and Miss Han, they've come to see the old man!"

Mu Feng timidly replied.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Chen frowned, and the person who spoke was Jiang Chen's aunt, Gong Lengmei.

This person is extremely bitter and mean, in the previous life, he tried his best to squeeze out Jiang Chen and his family, and as the wife of the uncle, he was in charge of the Jiang family's finances, and he secretly didn't know how much oil and water he had made.

Boom!

Jiang Chen pushed open the big wooden door and entered the villa, and an obese woman wearing a red cheongsam walked down the stairs.

Han Xiangjun said politely: "Aunt Gong, are you there?"

Gong Lengmei glanced at Jiang Chen, and said in a strange manner: "Yes, the old man is spread out on the bed, and I have to serve him when he eats and drinks Lazar, so I can't do this dirty work?"

Han Xiangjun's face changed slightly.

Immediately, Gong Lengmei walked down from the hanging ladder, the fat on her face was piled together, and she squinted at Jiang Chen: "Yo, who is this?

"What do you mean by Aunt Gong?" asked Han Xiangjun.

Gong Lengmei saw that Han Xiangjun was quite polite to her, and her attitude eased a little.

"Xiao Han, this is my Lao Jiang family's business, you still don't get involved!"

Immediately, Gong Lengmei pointed at Jiang Chen and said, "You guys are really well-informed, knowing that the old man is no longer good, they are all scrambling to come and see, why did you go earlier?"

"This old mansion, don't take a square meter!"

"I, Gong Lengmei, married into your Lao Jiang family, have worked hard for so many years, I don't usually take care of a big family, have you served once, old man, there is no merit and hard work......"

Jiang Chen looked at the pigeon egg diamond ring she was wearing, and knew that this woman was farting.

He didn't have the patience to listen, snorted coldly, and walked directly upstairs.

Gong Lengmei saw Jiang Chen ignoring him, a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes, and she cursed angrily: "It's really something that has not been raised by a mother, there is no education at all, don't say that you are from the old Jiang family when you go out in the future!"

Han Xiangjun saw her chattering, and immediately turned cold: "Gong Lengmei, you are enough!"

In Gong Lengmei's eyes, Han Xiangjun is a girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, and she has a small business at hand, just a small follower of Ye Yalei.

In front of an old man like her, it's nothing.

She didn't expect that Han Xiangjun, who had always had a gentle personality, would dare to murder her.

This was completely unacceptable to her.

But what she didn't know was that Han Xiangjun was now the president of the famous Jiang Group, with tens of billions of assets, a thriving career, and an unlimited future.

Moreover, Han Xiangjun has been by Jiang Chen's side for a long time, and he has also been somewhat tainted with some decisive character.

"What did you say?" Gong Lengmei asked with wide eyes.

"I'll tell you to shut up!" Han Xiangjun coldly dropped a sentence and followed Jiang Chen up.

Gong Lengmei completely broke out.

"What are you to dare to talk to me like this, you stand for me...... Han Xiangjun, are you telling me?"

Gong Lengmei, who was obese, had a blue face, and she caught up panting.

Han Xiangjun said coldly: "Shut up!"

"See if I don't tear your mouth!" Gong Lengmei was going crazy.

The old man's house was at the innermost end of the third floor, and Jiang Chen looked for it according to the location in his memory.

Squeak.

Pushing open the door, there was an old man with gray hair lying on a large wooden bed, described as withered, sick, and looking like an oil lamp had run out.

"Grandpa?" Jiang Chen's face changed, and he hurriedly walked over.

In Jiang Chen's memory, his grandfather was a spirited old man.

As the helmsman of the entire Jiang family, he pays special attention to his health, and usually comes with his health mantra open his mouth, how did he become like this now?

Hearing the voice, the old man turned his head and said weakly, "Is it Jiang Chen?"

"Grandpa, why did you become like this?" Jiang Chen's heart moved, and he walked over and held the old man's dry palm.

"Jiang Chen, is that you, Jiang Chen?" the old man was a little slightly unconscious, his eyes were slightly squinted, and he was delirious.

"Grandpa is me!" Jiang Chen took the pulse of an old man and found that the gas was like a gossamer, and the oil lamp was running out.

If he doesn't come, Shouyuan will be less than three days.

However, he examined it carefully, and the next moment, the whole person became cold.

Because he found out that the old man actually had that mysterious toxin in his body.

What made his grandfather what he is today is the result of a chronic attack of the toxin.

"It turned out that he was killed!" Jiang Chen said coldly in his heart.

"You're finally here, grandpa's days are numbered, and the most sorry thing in this life is your family...... Jiang Chen, grandpa can't stand you......"

The old man took Jiang Chen's hand and said intermittently.

At this time, the obese Gong Lengmei climbed up the stairs, pushed open the door with a bang, and shouted: "Don't pretend to be filial piety to me here, the old man is going to die, so he came here to pretend, why did he go earlier?"

Jiang Chen's face turned cold, and with a wave of his big hand, an air wave flew out.

"Get out!"

Bang, Gong Lengmei was blown away by the ushering air wave, knocked out a big hole in the door panel, and rolled down the stairs.

(End of chapter)