A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire

Chapter 385 Jiang Family Conflict

Night fell quietly, and the Jiang Family Mansion was filled with cheer, with bright red lanterns hanging high. Googlᴇ search novel·fiɾe·netAs a family with a legacy spanning hundreds of years, the Jiang Family retained some old customs during such traditional festivals.

In the study on the second floor, two men were playing a game of chess.

Jiang Jingheng’s light brown eyes were fixed on the chessboard in front of him, holding a chess piece without placing it for a long time.

Opposite him, Jiang Wenhao asked in confusion, "What’s wrong? Is it so hard to make this move?"

Clearly, the situation was very favorable for him, so it should have been easy to make a move.

Jiang Jingheng said nothing and placed a piece.

Jiang Wenhao frowned slightly, "You’re absent-minded playing chess today, is something on your mind?"

He placed a piece as well, and the losing situation turned around due to Jiang Jingheng’s earlier mistake.

Jiang Jingheng didn’t make another move and turned his head to look out the window.

What is she doing right now?

In the past, he could go ten days or even half a month without seeing her, yet it couldn’t compare to missing her half a day after separating now.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Wenhao lost interest in continuing the game and asked, "What’s really going on with you?"

Just then, Jiang Jingheng’s phone rang.

After answering the call, he stood up and said to Jiang Wenhao, "Brother, this year I’m not spending the New Year at home."

Jiang Wenhao frowned slightly, "Did something happen? Don’t be impulsive, if there’s something wrong, let’s talk it out."

Today is New Year’s Eve, a day for family reunions. If he throws a tantrum and leaves, Grandpa and Dad will certainly be upset.

"Happy New Year, brother." After saying this, Jiang Jingheng turned and walked out.

"Jingheng, don’t act recklessly!" Jiang Wenhao shouted.

Unfortunately, Jiang Jingheng seemed not to hear.

As he exited the room and reached the stairs, he ran into Jiang Yutai, who had just returned from outside.

Seeing him, Jiang Yutai’s face contorted with rage, "Jiang Jingheng, tell me, did you order someone to ruin my company?"

Jiang Jingheng looked down at him arrogantly and said coldly, "So what if I did?"

Jiang Yutai, enraged by his arrogant attitude, charged at him, throwing a punch.

Jiang Jingheng dodged, leaving Jiang Yutai to swing into empty air. He tried to punch again but missed once more.

He cursed angrily, "Bastard, if you’re capable, don’t dodge!"

Jiang Jingheng’s face darkened, "What did you say?"

The commotion on the stairs was so loud that it drew the attention of Qiu Shuyun, Yin Manqing, and others in the living room.

"Yutai, what are you doing?" Qiu Shuyun said sternly.

It’s New Year’s Eve, and at home no less; causing trouble wasn’t wise, lest the old man blow his top.

Jiang Yutai completely ignored Qiu Shuyun and sneered at Jiang Jingheng, "I called you a bastard, a son of a bitch, was I wrong? What about your mother, do I need to say more?"

Yin Manqing’s face turned from pale to flushed, glaring resentfully at Jiang Yutai.

Qiu Shuyun noticed that Jiang Zhenghong had walked over and her expression changed dramatically.

If Jiang Jingheng was a bastard, then what does that make Jiang Zhenghong, who fathered him!

She yelled at Jiang Yutai, "Yutai, what nonsense are you spouting!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Jingheng’s eyes as he stepped forward and kicked Jiang Yutai.

Unprepared, Jiang Yutai tumbled down the stairs.

"Yutai," Qiu Shuyun exclaimed, rushing to help her son on the ground.

She looked at Jiang Jingheng and accused, "Jingheng, what do you think you’re doing? He’s your cousin!"

"How do I even deserve such a cousin?" Jiang Jingheng descended the stairs with a cold expression.

He walked up to Jiang Zhenghong and said coldly, "How does it feel to be called a dog?"

Face darkening, Jiang Zhenghong shouted angrily, "You bastard, who do you think you’re talking to?"

Jiang Jingheng ignored his wrath and said indifferently, "Since I don’t fit in here, I might as well skip this New Year."

With that, he walked towards the exit.

"Young Master!" the butler called out urgently.