"Mom, Aunty Wang, and Zhang Xue, come over. I have something to say.”
More than an hour later, they were full.
In the living room of the villa, Jiang Fenglu's expression suddenly turned serious.
He sat upright in the middle of the sofa facing south.
The usual cynicism in his eyes was gone. Instead, he was full of seriousness.
He was still the same person, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to have gained some vigor.
Like a sword about to be unsheathed.
Cold light shot out in all directions, and tigers roared and dragons roared.
"What can happen to you? Why is it so formal?"
Mother Jiang felt strange, but she didn't show it on her face.
Seeing that Jiang Fenglu had taken the main seat, he did not say much and simply found a place to sit down.
Then, he waited curiously for the rest of the story.
This was the first time Mother Lu had seen such a serious family meeting. There was a strange look on her face.
When their family discussed matters, they usually finished it while eating or watching TV.
Lu Zhangxue was the only one who seemed to have thought of something.
His expression was solemn.
Although Jiang Fenglu didn't reveal much during the conversation in the afternoon.
However, it was enough for her to understand that the man in front of her was not as shallow as outsiders thought.
As for how unfathomable he was, he reckoned that no one else in the world would know except himself.
When the four of them arrived.
Jiang Fenglu took a deep breath. As if he was trying to hide it, he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
This world was not simple. Beneath the seemingly calm surface, there were many undercurrents.
And the deeper they went, the more terrifying the undercurrent became.
Some things had long been locked inside the upper building.
What ordinary people saw, knew, and believed to be the truth was actually an illusion created by others.
That was why his chest was so agitated. It was as if the river and sea were overturned, and he could not calm down for a long time.
Because once this decision was made.
If he entered, he would be in charge of the clan, calling the wind and summoning the rain, becoming one of the top figures in Shanghai.
When certain things happened in the future, it was possible for them to fight for the world and spy on the divine artifact.
If he retreated, there could only be one outcome, and that was to have no bones left.
As for him, he could only advance and not retreat.
Whether it was for himself, for Lu Zhangxue, or for his cheap father who had only seen his portrait.
He even did it for the people and things that would only appear in the later stages of the original novel, but still affected his heart.
"Chen 'er, are you short of money? And it was a little lacking? It's okay, just tell me the number."
When Empress Dowager Zhang saw that Jiang Fenglu was silent for a long time, she thought that he was embarrassed.
He immediately waved his hand heroically.
Between the lines, he revealed a meaning. Your trivial matter is not a problem for me.
"Mom, do you know that this is ruining the atmosphere?”
Jiang Feng's expression changed, and he was speechless.
The power that had been brewing for a long time was completely leaked in two seconds.
Most importantly, Empress Dowager Zhang was right.
He was indeed short of money, and quite a bit.
He still hadn't paid a single cent for the sapphire necklace he robbed from Fatty Wang this morning.
However, it was also because of Empress Dowager Zhang's interruption that Jiang Fenglu's emotions inexplicably calmed down a lot.
Jiang Fenglu took another deep breath.
With a firm gaze, he said word by word,
"I want to participate in the fight for the throne."
"I want to take back what once belonged to my father.”
When Jiang Fenglu said that, it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in the living room.
Everyone's expression froze at once.
Especially Empress Dowager Zhang, her pupils suddenly constricted.
The moment he said the word 'fight for the throne,' an extremely fierce aura was inadvertently leaked out and rushed straight towards Jiang Feng's face.
She slowly stood up.
A pair of eyes that emitted an aura that kept strangers away stared at his son.
It was as if this was the first time he had met this person in 20 years.
Immediately after, his expression was no longer relaxed. It was no different from Jiang Fenglu's.
The dignity of the head mistress was fully displayed.
Seizing the throne originally referred to the ancient royal family replacing the status of the legitimate son with a branch son and entering the Eastern Palace.
Later, when some great clans were selecting their heirs, they began to use this name.
Today, due to the influence of modern thoughts, the difference between the direct and the direct, the order of seniority, was no longer so clear.
Whoever sat in that position in the end would be the legitimate son and the head of the family.
Therefore, fighting for the position of heir was also known as fighting for the throne.
What Jiang Fenglu meant was that he was prepared to wade into the muddy waters of the Jiang family.
Or rather, he was already in the murky water.
However, he was now planning to raise his flag, show his attitude, and start charging.
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