Jiujiu glanced at Jiang Cheng.
He had a long face, arched eyebrows, and a pair of heartless triangular eyes. She really didn't know how Jiang Jiu's mother fell in love with this man.
Jiujiu knew that what was done could not be undone, so she couldn't be bothered to continue talking nonsense with trash like Jiang Cheng. She picked up her bag and walked out of the door.
Jiang Cheng had already prepared himself for a long time, but he didn't expect Jiujiu to leave before he could even speak. He glared at her with his triangular eyes and said angrily, "Is this how you treat your father?"
She was indeed a motherless plaything.
Jiujiu turned her head and looked at Jiang Cheng calmly in the face of Jiang Cheng's exasperated scolding. "Father, you've already sold me out. What kind of attitude do you want me to have? Be grateful, kneel down, thank you, and praise you for selling me well?"
Did she look like that kind of fool?
Jiujiu's words left Jiang Cheng dumbfounded. After a long time, he said, "Isn't this for your own good? The He family is one of the top families in Beijing. If you marry over, you'll be a young madam. Isn't that good enough?"
"Since it's so good, why don't you let Jiang Xiao go?" Jiujiu's eyes were full of sarcasm. "As an older sister, I definitely won't fight with my younger sister for marriage."
If He Yue hadn't gotten into such an accident, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have let Jiang Jiu go.
But now that He Yue's life and death were unknown, she was likely to be a widow. Naturally, he couldn't bear to part with his precious daughter.
Jiang Cheng didn't expect the clumsy Jiang Jiu to become so eloquent after not seeing her for a few months. He casually found an excuse to fool Jiujiu. "Xiaoxiao's status isn't as noble as yours."
Jiang Cheng said this to fool Jiujiu, but he didn't expect Jiujiu to nod in agreement. "That's true. How can a slut who doesn't even know her biological father compare to me, the legitimate eldest daughter of the Jiang family?"
Jiujiu emphasized the words' legitimate ', implying that Jiang Xiao's background was unknown.
Chen Meng was furious that her daughter was called a slut in front of her, but in order to send Jiujiu out, she could only grit her teeth and continue to smile.
Jiujiu glanced at Jiang Cheng and Chen Meng, and left with a sneer.
Looking at Jiujiu's back, Chen Meng smashed the glass in her hand.
This slut.
Let's see if she's still as arrogant as she was today.
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The man looked arrogant and aloof. He looked down at Jiujiu condescendingly, as if he was looking at a lowly maid.
Even though he called her 'Young Madam', deep down, he obviously looked down on Jiujiu, the Young Madam bought by his master to ward off bad luck.
Jiujiu didn't get into the car. Instead, she stood not far away with her arms crossed and looked at the man coldly. "You are?"
The man looked arrogant. "I'm the He family's butler, Wang Yu."
"Oh, Butler Wang." Jiujiu nodded and walked up to Butler Wang.
With a 'slap', Butler Wang's face fell to the side, and a red palm print appeared on his wheat-colored face. His arrogant face was now full of shock and disbelief.
Jiujiu blew on her fingers and said, "Butler Wang, do you want to be chased out of the He family with such an attitude towards Young Madam?"
After Jiujiu finished speaking casually, she walked to the front of the car and looked at Wang Yu, whose eyes were filled with resentment after being slapped by her. She sneered, "Aren't you going to open the car door for me?"
"Young Madam, please."
Wang Yu, who had finally recovered from Jiujiu's beauty, quickly opened the car door for Jiujiu.
Jiujiu threw the bag in her hand to Wang Yu and stepped into the car.
Wang Yu caught the bag Jiujiu threw at him in a fluster and got into the car as well.
The Maybach drove towards the airport.
Naturally, the He family was extraordinary.
They took a private jet from the airport to Beijing.
After leaving the airport, they took the Maybach back to the He family's courtyard in Beijing.
The He family's courtyard was built in the heart of Beijing, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.
As the next heir of the He family, He Yue's house was naturally the best in the He family.
After Jiujiu walked in, she was dazzled by the extravagant furnishings.
To think that Jiang Cheng had thought that he had made a profit of fifty million yuan. Any of the furnishings in the He family's living room could be sold for tens of millions. Fifty million yuan was just the price of a piece of furnishings. He really treated her like a beggar.
No wonder Wang Yu treated her with such an attitude. Who would respect someone who spent so much money to buy a piece of furnishings?
By the time Jiujiu arrived at the He family's residence, it was already night time.
Wang Yu brought Jiujiu directly to her room.
Although Jiujiu and He Yue had registered their marriage, she was just a prop to ward off bad luck. Hence, she was only staying in the guest room in He Yue's building.
Although it was called a guest room, it was even better than the Jiang family's master bedroom.
When the large crystal chandelier was turned on, it reflected a myriad of colors that could blind one's eyes.
Jiujiu narrowed her eyes to block the light from the chandelier. She glanced at the pure white wool carpet in the room, took off her shoes, and walked in barefoot. When she turned her head and saw that Wang Yu was still standing at the door, she frowned slightly and said unhappily, "Why? Does Butler Wang still want to come in?"
Although he still looked down on Jiujiu as a young madam, Wang Yu felt satisfied after being slapped. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "I wouldn't dare. Young Madam, rest early. Goodnight."
When Wang Yu left, he considerately closed the door for Jiujiu.
Jiujiu walked to the bedside and looked at the large and soft intruder. She turned her head sideways to look at the door.
Tsk ~ The camera was so obvious. Did he really take her for a fool?
Jiujiu casually threw her phone on the bed. She twisted her waist and walked step by step to the front of the camera. She jumped up and pulled the camera off.
He Nanshan, who was watching in the study, had a bad premonition when he saw Jiujiu looking straight at the camera. When Jiujiu walked toward the camera, he was even more certain that Jiujiu had discovered the camera.
He Nanshan thought that Jiujiu would at most find something to cover the camera. He did not expect that Jiujiu would directly pull the camera off.
This action was not at all like the obedient doll that he had seen in the information.
After Wang Yu sent Jiujiu to the guest room, he instructed the kitchen staff to prepare dinner for Jiujiu and send it upstairs. After that, he went to He Nanshan's study to report.
Jiujiu did not go easy on Wang Yu. Even though he had traveled from Hancheng to Beijing, there was still a palm print on Wang Yu's face.
When He Nanshan saw the palm print on Wang Yu's face, he was stunned and asked doubtfully, "Butler Wang, this …"
"Young Madam hit him, Old Master." Although Wang Yu did not like Jiujiu, he did not deliberately exaggerate in front of He Nanshan. He recounted the first time he met Jiujiu and why Jiujiu slapped him.
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