Jiang Meng was startled: "Husband, what did you do? We can't afford to provoke the Yuan family now."
Jiang Yurong got excited again, standing at a distance, afraid of being beaten by Xiao Chen, yet seemingly unable to keep her mouth shut.
"Yuan Feiying just took a fancy to Jiang Meng, that's all, and you beat him into a vegetable.
You still dare to provoke them today, do you have a death wish? Don't drag down our Jiang Clan."
Jiang Yurong was truly petrified.
This matter could really implicate the Jiang Clan, since the Yuan family wouldn't care who the real culprit is.
"Husband, what on earth happened?"
Jiang Meng asked, "Don't worry, we can face anything together; we can solve it."
"No need to face anything."
Xiao Chen laughed, "That scoundrel Yuan Feiying became a vegetable, but his dad should come to personally apologize to you tomorrow, just wait and see."
"Hahahahaha..."
Hearing this, Jiang Meng fell into deep thought, but Jiang Yurong burst out laughing.
