A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire

Chapter 1200: Foul-Mouthed

Yin Manqing looked at the old master, and the pent-up anger in her heart suddenly dissipated. She smiled slightly and said, "I’ve made my decision."At this moment, Jiang Zhenghong had to admit that she was serious. He felt a bit lost and flustered.

The old master didn’t speak again, but everyone knew he was acquiescing to Yin Manqing’s actions.

Yin Manqing didn’t want to stay here any longer. Seeing this big family made her feel annoyed.

The suitcase was already packed. She could leave this cage that imprisoned her at any moment.

She headed straight upstairs to the second floor. Jiang Zhenghong attempted to stop her, but his hand didn’t reach out, and he watched her go upstairs.

Jiang Zhengfang sarcastically said, "Aren’t you leaving? Why go upstairs? If you’re so righteous, why take the Jiang Family’s things?"

Yin Manqing paused slightly, her back facing them, her figure looking exceptionally frail.

Qiu Shuyun smiled with pursed lips, "How can she not take anything? After all, she’s been in our family for so many years. If there’s no merit, there’s at least hard work."

"It’s all for money." Jiang Zhengfang sneered coldly, "Otherwise, who would demean themselves as a mistress?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a figure walked to the coffee table, picked up the teacup on the table, and splashed it onto Jiang Zhengfang’s face.

Jiang Zhengfang wasn’t prepared and got splash with water all over her face, with some tea leaves sticking to her hair, looking extremely embarrassed.

Her eyes widened in anger, and she shouted, "What are you doing, you bitch?"

Mu Yan looked at her coldly, "Your mouth stinks too much, I’m helping you wash it."

Jiang Zhengfang, furious, raised her hand to hit someone, but her hand was stopped in mid-air by someone.

Jiang Zhengfang tried to pull her arm away, turned her head, and met a pair of cold eyes, angrily saying, "Let go, I’m an elder, how dare you treat me like this."

Jiang Jingheng looked at her indifferently and, with a flick of his hand, threw Jiang Zhengfang to the ground. He looked up at the old master, "Even if Grandpa dislikes girls, he should at least teach them how to behave, lest they embarrass the Jiang Family outside."

Jiang Zhengting supported her sister and heard these words, feeling angry.

Not only was she annoyed with Jiang Jingheng, but also with her sister’s arrogance and lack of reason.

Jiang Zhengfang, already an old age, being scorned by a junior, was so angry that she nearly cried.

She shook off her sister’s hand and turned to look at the old master, "Dad..."

"Still not embarrassed enough?" The old master interrupted her, his gaze showing no warmth at all.

Jiang Zhengfang shrunk slightly, feeling unwilling but not daring to speak.

Indeed, in the old master’s eyes, daughters were just tools for marriage alliances. When they were obedient and sensible, he didn’t hesitate to reward them with some things. If they grew thorns, he would pluck them out.

The old master’s gaze shifted from Jiang Zhengfang to Mu Yan, unhappily saying, "That’s your aunt."

Mu Yan looked calmly, "Although Aunt is a relative, she is an outsider. Mother, however, is our closest. If we stand by while Mother is insulted and say nothing, then we are unfilial. Grandpa has lived longer than us, witnessed more, and knows more than anyone that the more well-established the family, the more they value filial piety. Without filial piety, how can there be inheritance?"

Jiang Zhengfang gritted her teeth, saying, "You’re being sophistical!"

"Then tell me which of my words is unreasonable?" Mu Yan retorted, "For example, is a married daughter an outsider? Or do you think we should not honor our parents?"

Jiang Zhengfang was speechless, unable to refute.