Chapter 380: Chapter 380

Everyone’s focus had been on the eight hundred thousand, so no one cared whether Jiang Lirong had stolen, taken, or found the passbook by chance.

Jiang Lirong also thought that the sister-in-law had embezzled the eight hundred thousand, she must be feeling guilty, who would have known that sister-in-law would openly admit it, which actually took her by surprise, but it did not matter.

But the attention of Second Uncle Jiang and Third Uncle Jiang and their wives shifted to the deed of the house, and their eyes turned to Jiang Lirong for a moment.

Jiang Lirong cursed internally and said, "Sister-in-law, you’ve reported the passbook as lost, meaning it must still be in your hands, why don’t you take it out first."

Both the passbook and the house must be taken out!

Second Uncle Jiang cleared his throat and, imitating the demeanor of high-ranking officials, said with an air of integrity:

"No matter what, we should take out both the true passbook and the deed."

Jiang Lirong was prepared and quickly took a paper from her bag, slamming it on the table, "This is the deed to the courtyard house, where’s that passbook of yours, sister-in-law?"

So everyone eagerly turned their gaze to Jiang’s sister-in-law.

No one noticed that Father Jiang’s face had turned as dark as it could be, and he glanced at his son.

Jiang Kechu caught his dad’s look, knowing his father had no patience for this nonsense, so he stepped into the center of the room.

"That passbook isn’t with my mom; it’s with Grandpa."

Jiang Kechu’s clear and cold voice suddenly broke the silence, startling everyone, who nearly forgot that the King of Hell was still there.

Before people could react, the housekeeper wheeled Mr. Jiang out in his wheelchair.

Although Grandpa Jiang was not very eloquent and his complexion was unsightly, he still glared furiously at his sons and daughters-in-law.

"Scoundrels... I’m... not... dead yet! The money is... on... my... person." His speech was interrupted and faltering, but everyone in the room understood Mr. Jiang’s words clearly.

It seemed that he had heard everything they had said just now.

Grandpa Jiang might be immobilized and not speaking clearly, but his hearing was very good, and he had clearly heard the callous talk of his sons and daughters.

He and his wife were not yet dead, but these sinful creatures were already scheming for his possessions.

Everyone was first stunned by Jiang Kechu, and before they could recover, the sudden appearance of Mr. Jiang caught them off guard.

Second Uncle Jiang’s face turned red for a moment, and he quickly went over to push Mr. Jiang, "Dad, you’re not well, don’t get angry."

Instead, he received a trembling spit from Mr. Jiang.

Thus, Third Uncle Jiang stopped halfway, Aunt Jiang was directly panicked, things were not going as she had expected, how did the money end up with Mr. Jiang instead of being embezzled by sister-in-law?

Jiang Kechu walked over, pushed Mr. Jiang to the center, and then said, "Grandpa’s money and house are up to Grandpa’s decision. Grandpa plans to sell the house, and whichever family takes care of Grandpa and Grandma will get the money."

Grandpa Jiang gave a couple of "hmm hmm" in agreement.

"Fifty thousand a month."

Everyone was still confused but started to get their minds racing again.

Jiang Kechu said coldly, "Taking care of Grandpa and Grandma for a month will cost fifty thousand. If Grandpa and Grandma enjoy their time, Grandpa will give more money."

This was blatantly exchanging money for filial piety.

Very pragmatic and also very ruthless; it slapped those inconsistent people right in the face.

This was the bet that Father Jiang had made with Jiang Kechu before. Father Jiang did not believe his siblings could be so selfish, so father and son agreed that if everyone only cared about the inheritance and not the people, they would resort to this method of substituting money for filial piety.

Now it seemed Jiang Kechu had won.

But neither father or son was pleased; reaching this point was the last thing they wanted to see, after all, these were their relatives.

Third Aunt Jiang quietly poked her husband’s arm, and the couple exchanged glances.

Just then, Jiang Xiaoxiao saw their interaction, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes, and she stopped talking. Instead, she reached out and wrapped her arm around her mother’s, giving her some comfort.

Mrs. Jiang glanced at her husband and felt somewhat vindicated. After so many years, her husband must have finally lost faith in his siblings. She patted her daughter’s hand, feeling more than ever that her own children were best.

It was a relief that this happened before Xiao Chu entered the door.

The crowd was still stunned by Jiang Kechu’s words and couldn’t recover for a while, mainly because they were too confident in what they had just said. This turnaround made things quite awkward.

In the end, it was Jiang Lirong with the thickest skin who spoke first: "Dad, you see, we’re all your children. If we don’t take care of you in old age, who will? Let’s not talk about money, it hurts the feelings too much."

A laugh suddenly came from a corner, resounding loudly in the awkward atmosphere.

It was Jiang Lingling who said sarcastically, "Talking about feelings, that’s too damaging to the wallet."

Third Uncle Jiang glared fiercely at his daughter, and Jiang Lingling snorted before lowering her head to play her game again.

Although Jiang Lingling had interrupted, sitting there were all seasoned players who wouldn’t be phased by such mocking.

Father Jiang had the final say, "We’ll do as Kechu suggested. Whoever wants money, come and take Grandpa and Grandma home." With that, he left.

Jiang Kechu sat next to Grandpa Jiang with an indifferent expression, whispering a few words to the old man. Although the others couldn’t hear what was said, they saw Mr. Jiang nodding continuously.

It appeared that Mr. Jiang now listened to Jiang Kechu completely. With Jiang Kechu in charge, these people didn’t dare to play any tricks; this was a man who would not hesitate to cut off business and destroy financial paths without leaving any room for face.

So under the watchful eye of Jiang Kechu, Jiang’s second family, Jiang’s Third Family, and Jiang Lirong’s family uncomfortably discussed for a moment and decided to start taking Grandpa and Grandma home for a month each, beginning with the Second’s family after three days.

After all, fifty thousand for a month was not a small amount; Jiang Kefei’s annual salary wasn’t even fifty thousand, and if they took good care of them, there could be more.

After they had settled on these matters, Jiang Kechu announced another piece of news.

He and Wan Chu’er will get married in half a month, and the wedding will be simple, with no cash gifts given or received.

Jiang Kechu said expressionlessly, "Chuchu and I have had our ups and downs with our marriage. I hope this time it can be completed smoothly. If anyone tries to make trouble, I won’t mind giving that person some trouble too."

Though he spoke calmly, the threat in his words was unmistakable, and coupled with Jiang Kechu’s chilly aura, it made everyone shiver and nobody dared to court disaster.

Rarely did the Jiang family members gather so completely, yet they didn’t share a meal together; after exchanging a few words with Mr. Jiang, everyone hastily retreated.