After the miracle doctor was reborn, he won the hemp with space

Jiang Xian is no longer the prime minister, and he speaks directly and harshly. He would never have said such vulgar words before.

At most, he would scold Jiang Wan in the house, but he would not say such ugly words. But now that he is a commoner, he no longer has to hide anything when speaking, he can say whatever he wants. He can say no matter how ugly things are. Gotta come out.

Yan Zhenhua's expression changed again and again. It seemed that he had not been scolded like this for a long time. What's more, Jiang Xian pointed at his nose and yelled like this. In front of all the servants in the house, he could not retaliate.

If he hadn't wanted to have a relationship with Jiang Wan, he would never have been able to endure it until now. Even Yan Qing's eyes became unnatural, and there was a trace of hostility in Jiang Xian's eyes.

Jiang Wan didn't say anything. She was just a legitimate daughter, and there was a master in the house. Jiang Xian was also her father after all, so she couldn't overtake her father and take over this responsibility.

She is the princess, but she remains silent at the moment. Firstly, she wants to see the sincerity of Yan Zhenhua and Yan Qing, to see how long they can stay before leaving. Secondly, she also wants to see the depths of their hearts. What it really looks like.

Just like Jiang Xian used to be gentle and gentle in front of others, but now he can curse loudly behind others. People have two faces, one in front and one behind. She also wants to see where the bottom line between the two of them is.

What's more, Jiang Wan, like the Jia family, was unwilling to marry Jiang Rushun into such a house. The heavier the betrothal gift they paid, the more they were determined to win Jiang Rushun, and she had to be the one.

Jiang Wan hoped that Jiang Xianzhen would scold the two of them away, which would save a lot of trouble.

However, Yan Zhenhua walked forward with a smile on her face and said to Jiang Xian: "Brother Jiang, don't say that. We don't care about the past. Let's forget about the past. This little son of mine really has a crush on you." The daughter of the palace, and promised to give her the position of head wife.

Brother Jiang used to be the prime minister. He is so talented and beautiful, and the daughter he trains will definitely be good. I am very relieved about this. So when Quanzi told me that I have fallen in love with the daughter of your family, I agreed ten thousand. Rest assured.

Brother Jiang has been sitting in the position of prime minister for decades, so he can be regarded as my senior. How could I come to see your joke? I only admire you. Your daughter comes to take care of things in our house. , I will be extremely happy to be my daughter-in-law. If you are willing to marry your daughter to our family, it will be really splendid. She is a young lady in the prime minister's palace, and she will definitely not be inferior!

Brother Jiang has students all over the world, and his daughter is definitely no less good. With such an outstanding daughter as the princess, I think the daughter next to me will definitely not be any worse. We will not care about our previous rights and wrongs and don’t ask too much about them. It will be settled after we have discussed it. These betrothal gifts are only part of it and will be discussed later. If it's done, I'll really make another big hire. Brother Jiang, don't be dissatisfied. "

Seeing that Jiang Wan was really a prime minister, for the big plan in his heart, even after being scolded so unpleasantly by Jiang Xian, he could still lick his face and step forward with a smile, regardless of his past grudges.

Now it was a prime minister who was talking politely to a common man, calling him brother-in-law, and even said that the daughter of a common man was marrying off and wronged Jiang Rushun by marrying them as the official wife of the prime minister's house.

God, this was impossible in the past, let alone Jiang Xian's status now. The more Jiang Wan heard, the colder his heart became, and the more he listened, the less willing he became.