The Village Girl Who Jinxes Her Husband Is Filthy Rich

Wen Yujing said, ” Nan ‘er …”

“Shut up!” Jiang Zhennan shouted again, “You have no right to say anything in the ancestral Hall!”

Wen Yujing’s face was livid. Her hands were clenched into fists, and her long and sharp fingertips almost pierced into her flesh. It was obvious that she was extremely angry.

Jiang Yunfeng reacted and shouted sternly, ” She’s your mother. How is she not qualified to speak? ”

The two holes under Jiang Zhennan’s face revealed an obviously sarcastic look. He said faintly, “My mother is here!” He pointed at Yuan Tongtong’s memorial tablet.

After that, his voice became even colder and more ruthless. “she’s only a second wife. What right does she have to be the mother of Duke Zhengguo’s mansion’s eldest son? ”

Wen Yujing clenched her fists tightly, and blood trickled down from the sharp edges of her fists.

Wen Yujing gritted her teeth and said, ” Jiang Zhennan!”

When Jiang Yunfeng heard Jiang Zhennan’s words, he was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Jiang Zhennan and scolded angrily, “You… You bastard, what kind of nonsense are you saying?”

Jiang Zhennan pursed his lips tightly and stared at Jiang Yunfeng with his sharp eyes. He said very coldly, ” I am telling the truth!”

Then, he turned around and put his mother’s memorial tablet back in place. After that, he took out a small booklet from his arms, put it in the small drawer under the memorial tablet, and pushed it back.

In the end, he bent over and faced the memorial tablet. He said very solemnly, “Mother, you were the Jiang family’s daughter-in-law when you were alive. Even after your death, you are still the Jiang family’s daughter-in-law. With your son here, no one can bully you anymore!”

When Jiang Zhennan took out the booklet from his pocket, Wen Yujing and Jiang Suping’s pupils suddenly shrank.

They immediately panicked!

It was obvious what the booklet was.

But the question was, when did Jiang Zhennan prepare this thing?

Could it be that he already knew that Yuan Tongtong didn’t have a seat in the Jiang clan’s ancestral Hall?

How was this possible?

However, the truth was right in front of them, which was why they were so flustered.

After Jiang Zhennan placed Yuan Tongtong’s memorial tablet in place, he turned around and asked sternly, “Where’s my mother’s grave? Where is it?”

Jiang Yunfeng, Wen Yujing, and the housekeeper, Jiang Suping, were a little stunned by this sudden turn.

They had thought that Jiang Zhennan would burst into a rage, but now he was directly asking about the place where Yuan Tongtong was buried.

The Butler was the first to react. He said, “Young master, we’ve already prepared the carriage. Please follow us!”

After that, the Butler very respectfully said to Jiang Yunfeng and Wen Yujing, ” master, Madam, this old servant will bring the young master to the first Madam!”

Jiang Yunfeng nodded.

Wen Yujing also nodded and said, “Yes, come back soon. You must serve the young master well!”

The Butler replied, “Yes, master and Madam! First young master, please!”

However, Jiang Zhennan looked at Jiang Yunfeng and Wen Yujing and said coldly with an aura that did not allow any resistance, “We must go together!”

Jiang Yunfeng and Wen Yujing were shocked!

As Wen Yujing listened, she became even more panicked and uneasy.

She thought to herself, ‘Could it be that this B * stard has noticed something?’ She shook her head. He would never guess that there was an empty coffin under the tombstone!

Wen Yujing kept comforting herself.

After that, she pulled on Jiang Yunfeng’s sleeve.

Jiang Yunfeng reacted and replied loudly and angrily, “Fine!”

In fact, he didn’t know that Yuan Tongtong’s grave had already been robbed!

Soon, the group of people immediately got into the carriage and headed in the direction of the Jiang family’s ancestral grave.

The carriage traveled for about an hour and a half before they arrived at a place. It was a small hill.

The ancestors of the Jiang family were buried here.

The group of people got off the carriage.

However, the Butler did not bring them to the Jiang family’s ancestral grave. Instead, they walked to a small hill next to it.

Jiang Zhennan asked directly, “What’s the matter? My mother isn’t buried in the Jiang clan’s ancestral grave but beside it?”

He was still asking Jiang Yunfeng.

Jiang Yunfeng’s face and ears turned red from the questioning. He mumbled to himself, unable to come up with a reason.