Whose little lady is so crazy?

Chapter 466 Tell Me What You Want

The place where Hong Xiaoduo was sitting was facing the direction where Manager Wu left. Without looking hard, one could see that he paused after walking a distance, but did not turn around to look. It seemed that he hesitated for a moment and then continued walking.

Manager Wu's reaction showed that he felt that even if Hong Xiaoduo told Mr. Jiang about being blocked from entering the mansion just now, Mr. Jiang would at most say something to him and would not do anything to him.

"Master Jiang, your steward has been working in the mansion for many years. You must trust him very much, right?" Hong Xiaoduo retracted her gaze, put down most of the dessert in her hand and asked.

Jiang An was slightly startled, then nodded and said, "Before I got married, he had been working with me. He was diligent and steady. After the younger generations in our family got married, they all divided the shops and businesses and managed them themselves, so I promoted him to be the manager."

He felt that Hong Xiaoduo was worried or had encountered some difficulties, so he sent away all the outsiders and asked her what had happened.
But why is she still thinking about other things at this moment?

"Master Jiang, how is your health? What I mean is, if you hear something that is very exciting, can you bear it?
I heard that wealthy families also have doctors at home. Do you have one at home?" Hong Xiaoduo asked.

Hmm? What does that mean? Jiang An was getting more and more confused. He thought to himself, what exactly is the problem you are facing, Xiaoduo? How can it affect me?
It can't be that some of your underworld enemies are chasing you here!
"My health has always been good, but there is no doctor in the palace. However, Xiaoduo, don't worry, no matter what terrible things you say later, I can bear it and will not faint." Jiang An promised.

Hearing this, Hong Xiaoduo nodded and said, "In your eyes, Master Jiang, in your heart, what kind of person am I, Hong Xiaoduo? Am I trustworthy or not?"

Jiang An responded without even thinking: "Xiao Duo, your question is unnecessary. Although I met you because of that useless bastard, you and I hit it off right away and we got along really well.

I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say this, but when you asked me to call you Xiaoduo, I also wanted you to change my name to something other than Master Jiang. Master Jiang, Uncle Jiang would be fine, or Uncle would be fine too. But after thinking about it, I felt that was inappropriate.

Although there is a big age gap between us, we are really compatible. It is okay to say that we are friends regardless of age, right? In my eyes, Xiaoduo, you are naturally a trustworthy person.

So, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I am just a businessman, but if I can't do it, I can find someone else."

After hearing Jiang An's answer, Hong Xiaoduo felt very comfortable. She smiled, picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip. After moistening her throat, she put the teacup down and looked at him: "Yes, we are good friends regardless of age. In this case, I want to hear if you have any regrets or wishes, Master Jiang. Tell me, maybe I can help you realize them."

Why are you talking about me again? Jiang An looked at Hong Xiaoduo in confusion, thinking, maybe this girl can't say it yet?
"Me? The biggest regret in my life is the death of my first wife and the fact that I failed to teach her son, who cost her life to give birth to. My wish for many years has been to hope that Cheng'er would turn over a new leaf, turn over a new leaf, and become an upright person.

But, Xiaoduo, you have also seen that this is simply impossible.

I have thought it through. After I die, I will not be buried with my first wife, nor will I be buried in the ancestral tomb, because I feel ashamed of the Jiang family's ancestors, and I have no face to see my first wife." Jiang An said self-deprecatingly, picked up the teacup and drank it all. The tea soup made him feel like he was drinking to drown his sorrows.

Seeing this, Hong Xiaoduo picked up the kettle and refilled his tea. After putting the kettle down, she looked at him and said word by word, "I can't do anything about your wife, but I can help you with your son's matter."

"Xiaoduo, you mean that you are willing to accept him as your disciple and teach him? That's great. You can beat him and scold him. It doesn't matter if you cripple him or disable him. I will never blame you." Jiang An said happily.

"Master Jiang, how old am I? Is it appropriate for me to accept an apprentice who is more than ten years older than me?" Hong Xiaoduo said with a smile.

Even if she really wanted to take in a disciple, she wouldn't take in such a bastard with bad genes. Why would she bother to discipline him? If he wasn't taught well, he would bring disgrace to the family and she would have to clean up the mess. She didn't want such trouble! "What's inappropriate about this? Who stipulated that the disciple must be younger than the master?" Jiang An said quickly.

There is still a glimmer of hope if we entrust that bastard to Xiaoduo to discipline him.

Hong Xiaoduo smiled and waved his hands, saying: "It is absolutely impossible to take him in. With my temper, he may not survive more than three days by my side before I whip him to death.

Besides, he is not an ignorant child, he is already in his twenties, and he is beyond redemption."

Although what Hong Xiaoduo said was the truth, Jiang An still felt uncomfortable after listening to it. His old face turned red as he said, "Xiaoduo, do you mean that if I can help send him to the military camp, let him suffer a little, and go through life and death trials, then he may be reborn as a human being?"

"No, no, Mr. Jiang, there is an old saying that you must have heard, 'A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son digs holes in the ground. So, what is the meaning of this old saying?" Hong Xiaoduo asked with a smile.

After hearing this, Jiang An's face became even hotter. He knew that Xiao Duo was not deliberately making sarcastic remarks to him or mocking him: "What kind of parents give birth to what kind of children.

It must be because I neglected to discipline him that this happened!"

"Mr. Jiang, please don't blame yourself. Have you ever thought about another possibility that this useless son is not your biological son at all?" Hong Xiaoduo felt that the groundwork had been laid enough and it was time to get to the point.

When Jiang An heard this, his expression immediately changed and his tone became gloomy: "Xiao Duo, we get along well. You can say whatever you want to me, but you can't insult my wife."

Hong Xiaoduo was not annoyed after hearing this. After all, she did not express herself clearly enough and caused others to misunderstand her. "You misunderstood. No matter how young I am or how outspoken I am, I will never insult your first wife. But I did not express myself clearly just now. What I meant was, is it possible that Jiang Baicheng, who grew up in front of you in this mansion, is not your biological son, the one born after your first wife's ten months of pregnancy?"

Jiang An's expression softened after hearing these words. He smiled bitterly and said, "How is this possible? Xiaoduo, you mean that the child born to me and my first wife was replaced by someone else? How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible."

Over the years, no matter how naughty his son was, he would blame himself for not disciplining him well. He believed that he owed this rebellious son in his previous life, and that the son came to collect the debt in this life.

Jiang An really hadn't thought about the fact that this son wasn't his own. He thought that Xiao Duo said that because she was young, so her imagination was richer...

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