Chapter: 1580
Xue Fangyang glanced at Jiang Hai and frowned slightly.
He's here, but Jiang Daoran still doesn't come out to greet him?
In the past, he was already angry. Even though he was also the head of a top wealthy family, he was Jiang Daoran's uncle after all. With his status, Jiang Daoran should give him some face.
"No, I'll go in by myself."
Xue Fangyang waved his hand and asked someone to move things in. He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly.
Outside the gate of the Jiang family, from a distance, someone secretly watched all this.
Seeing Xue Fangyang entered Jiang's house, and unlike before, Jiang Daoran would still meet him at the door.
Xue Fangyang actually walked in by himself?
This is really not like him.
"You must tell the Patriarch as soon as possible!"
The man said softly, then quickly turned and left.
At the same time, the Jiang family.
Jiang Daoran was still in the study. He knew that Xue Fangyang was coming. In the past, he would go to the door and wait.
In any case, the elder brother's seniority is still high, and he should have these etiquette things.
But this time, Jiang Daoran won't go out, because he knows that Xue Fangyang doesn't want him to go out either.
"Master, Patriarch Xue is here."
Outside the door, Jiang Hai's voice came.
"Well, I see."
Jiang Daoran said lightly, "I'll be there in a while."
He seemed very casual, and he didn't even intend to see Xue Fangyang at all.
Still sitting on the sofa, slowly brewing tea, full of comfort.
And at the same time.
In the hall, Xue Fangyang walked around twice, pulled a chair and sat down.
Jiang Hai brought tea, and he nodded without saying anything, as if he didn't care whether Jiang Daoran would come to see him or not.
"This Jiang family doesn't seem to have changed from before."
Xue Fangyang looked around and couldn't help snorting, "It's exactly the same as fifteen years ago."
Jiang Hai stood there without speaking.
He is just Jiang Daoran's guard, and he is not qualified to chat with the head of a top wealthy family like Xue Fangyang.
Of course, nothing will change in the Jiang family, because Jiang Daoran doesn't want to lose anything. Regarding the memory of Jiang Ning's mother, even if it is just a stone on the ground, Jiang Daoran has never been moved away.
Xue Fangyang stood up again, walked down the steps, stared at a missing corner, looked again and again, squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch it, and raised the corner of his mouth in a patient smile. JrNovels.com
He's here, but Jiang Daoran still doesn't come out to greet him?
In the past, he was already angry. Even though he was also the head of a top wealthy family, he was Jiang Daoran's uncle after all. With his status, Jiang Daoran should give him some face.
"No, I'll go in by myself."
Xue Fangyang waved his hand and asked someone to move things in. He put his hands behind his back and walked slowly.
Outside the gate of the Jiang family, from a distance, someone secretly watched all this.
Seeing Xue Fangyang entered Jiang's house, and unlike before, Jiang Daoran would still meet him at the door.
Xue Fangyang actually walked in by himself?
This is really not like him.
"You must tell the Patriarch as soon as possible!"
The man said softly, then quickly turned and left.
At the same time, the Jiang family.
Jiang Daoran was still in the study. He knew that Xue Fangyang was coming. In the past, he would go to the door and wait.
In any case, the elder brother's seniority is still high, and he should have these etiquette things.
But this time, Jiang Daoran won't go out, because he knows that Xue Fangyang doesn't want him to go out either.
"Master, Patriarch Xue is here."
Outside the door, Jiang Hai's voice came.
"Well, I see."
Jiang Daoran said lightly, "I'll be there in a while."
He seemed very casual, and he didn't even intend to see Xue Fangyang at all.
Still sitting on the sofa, slowly brewing tea, full of comfort.
And at the same time.
In the hall, Xue Fangyang walked around twice, pulled a chair and sat down.
Jiang Hai brought tea, and he nodded without saying anything, as if he didn't care whether Jiang Daoran would come to see him or not.
"This Jiang family doesn't seem to have changed from before."
Xue Fangyang looked around and couldn't help snorting, "It's exactly the same as fifteen years ago."
Jiang Hai stood there without speaking.
He is just Jiang Daoran's guard, and he is not qualified to chat with the head of a top wealthy family like Xue Fangyang.
Of course, nothing will change in the Jiang family, because Jiang Daoran doesn't want to lose anything. Regarding the memory of Jiang Ning's mother, even if it is just a stone on the ground, Jiang Daoran has never been moved away.
Xue Fangyang stood up again, walked down the steps, stared at a missing corner, looked again and again, squatted down, stretched out his hand to touch it, and raised the corner of his mouth in a patient smile. JrNovels.com
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