To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Chapter 306 Belated Family Affection

"Mom and Dad?"

Jiang Zhe seemed to have heard something funny and laughed loudly.

He was laughing so hard he almost cried. "Jiang Jinhuan, you still call them Mom and Dad?"

Weren't you kicked out of the Jiang family by those two old geezers? Have you forgotten? He said it himself: you're no longer a member of the Jiang family!

Your future life or death has absolutely nothing to do with the Jiang family. What? Do you want me to help you remember?

Jiang Zhe pointed at Jiang Guodong.

Jiang Jin Huan did not respond.

Jiang Zhe stood up, slowly walked to his father, glanced down at him, then stomped heavily on his father's calf and ground it down hard!

Jiang's father groaned and curled up slightly, but he didn't yell.

"See, he's still pretty protective of you." Jiang Zhe turned to look at Jiang Jinhuan. "I stepped on him, and he didn't even yell. Was he afraid you'd worry? Or was he afraid I'd hit him harder?"

Jiang Jinhuan's fist slowly clenched, but his face remained expressionless: "What exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?" Jiang Zhe turned around to face him, his eyes swirling with an almost manic emotion. "I want everything I lost. The shares, the money, the house, the status, and—"

He paused, then pointed a finger at Jiang Jinhuan's face: "Your life!"

The warehouse was silent for a moment.

"You want my life? How many times has this happened? I'm curious, why do you hate me so much? What did I do to offend you?"

Jiang Zhe sneered, "Because of you, I have nothing left. Women, wealth, status, all gone. Tell me why I hate you so much."

"You're the one who caused all this! Without you, all of this would have been mine, all of it would have been mine! Why should you be the one to have it all now?!"

Jiang Zhe screamed wildly.

Jiang Jinhuan looked at him, remained silent for two seconds, and then spoke: "Without me, you wouldn't have even survived to the age of three. None of this is my fault; you took the wrong path from the very beginning!"

"I took the wrong path?" Jiang Zhe's voice suddenly rose, the scar on his face turning red with anger. "If you hadn't come back, if you hadn't taken everything from me, how could I have ended up like this?"

It was you—it was you who stole Luo Qingyi from my side, it was you who stole Song Qingci from my side, it was you who even took Qin Lan!

What makes you think you deserve all this? You're just a bastard from the countryside, a mere bastard. What gives you the right to have all this?

By the end, Jiang Zhe was practically roaring.

The people following him looked at Jiang Zhe with strange eyes.

Jiang Jinhuan's voice remained calm, "Qingyi has never belonged to you, and Song Qingci has never even looked at you properly."

Needless to say, Qin Lan's situation is even more egregious—when you hit me with your car, did you even consider the consequences?

Jiang Zhe's face contorted for a moment, then he suddenly laughed, a somewhat neurotic laugh: "Consequences? I don't need consequences now. All I want is for you to taste what it's like to lose everything."

He waved his hand, and the two men behind him immediately stepped forward, pulled Jiang's father and mother up from the ground, pushed them into a small compartment deeper inside the warehouse, and locked the iron door.

Jiang Jinhuan watched the iron gate close, and heard his mother's muffled sobs coming through the door.

Then he heard Jiang Zhe say behind him, "Don't worry, I won't harm them. As long as you behave, they can go home tomorrow. But if you don't—"

Jiang Jinhuan turned around, looked at Jiang Zhe's grinning face, and suddenly said, "Let them go, I'll stay."

Jiang Zhe was taken aback.

"You kidnapped them just to get me in, didn't you?" Jiang Jinhuan's voice was low. "Now that I'm here, let them go, and I'll let you do whatever you want with them."

Jiang Zhe stared at him for a few seconds, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha—good, good, good! You're actually willing to trade yourself for these two old geezers?"

He laughed so hard he almost bent over, then his smile vanished abruptly, his gaze turning icy cold. "Fine, I agree. They're useless to me anyway."

He winked at a man next to him, who went over, opened the iron door of the cubicle, and pulled Jiang's father and mother out.

Jiang's mother, her face streaked with tears, struggled to rush toward Jiang Jinhuan, but was frozen in place by a single glance from him.

"Let's go." Jiang Jinhuan looked at them and said only this one word.

Jiang's father clenched his fists, his lips trembled several times, and was finally pushed out of the warehouse door by the two men.

Before the iron gate closed, Jiang Jinhuan heard his mother's heart-wrenching cries coming from outside.

Jiang Jinhuan stared at the gate for a long while.

"So, she was worried about me just now?" Jiang Jinhuan rubbed his fingers together slightly, seemingly at a loss.

This sudden surge of kinship left him somewhat bewildered. He had never felt anything like it before—a bittersweet feeling mixed with a sense of relief.

The warehouse fell silent again.

"Look, now you've even taken Mom and Dad away!"

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Jiang Zhe: "I already told you, you've taken the wrong path!"

Jiang Zhe walked up to Jiang Jinhuan, looked him up and down, and then took out a black hood from his pocket.

"Little brother," he tilted his head, his voice so soft it was almost a whisper, "don't worry, I won't let you die too easily."

When the hood fell off, the last glimmer of light in Jiang Jinhuan's eyes was the hideous scar on Jiang Zhe's face.

Then everything went dark.

Then he seemed to hear the sounds of fighting.

"Heh, I know about your relationship with that person from the Qin family. How could I not make preparations? The Qin family hasn't been in the shadows for too long..."

Jiang Jinhuan was unaware that at that moment, one group of people around the factory was attacking another group of people.

Those were Qin Lan's men; they tried to rush in several times, but were stopped each time.

They could only watch helplessly as Jiang Jinhuan was escorted into a car and driven away.

As the car started, Jiang Jinhuan heard someone making a phone call next to him, the voice broken: "Uncle Tai, we've got him. Yes, it's him. Next step..."

After saying something on the other end of the phone, the person replied "Understood" and then hung up.

Jiang Jinhuan leaned back in the seat, his hands tied behind his back, the air inside the hood hot and thin.

He closed his eyes, the city noise outside the car window fading into the distance, but his heart was calmer than ever before.

He believed Qin Lan's people would come looking for him.

But he also knew that before that, he had to survive.

He doesn't regret doing it.

The moment he saw Jiang Zhe, he knew that Jiang Zhe had gone mad.

He's capable of anything except revenge.

He stepped on his father's foot without a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

That was an expression of complete indifference.

They completely disregarded the family ties they had shared for over twenty years.

If I hadn't come, he might have really attacked his parents.