7 This Sickly Man Will Die Sooner Or Later Jiang Jingchen didn’t bring Jiang Minglang here to watch a show, but to put on an act.

The Rong family paid no attention to a sickly person like him, but they were very afraid of the second young master of the Jiang family. When the Rong family was forced into a corner, and he said that he didn’t want Rong Mei’er in exchange, Rong Yong had no more bargaining chips.

“Shouldn’t there be a betrothal gift when your daughter gets married?”

Rong Yong had a bad feeling about this, but he still nodded. “Yes, first young master.”

“Return the bride price of 10 million yuan that the Jiang family paid and give my wife another 5-million-yuan betrothal gift!”

Rong Yong was shocked. He had to spit out ten million and pay another five million?

Tang Beibei was such a money-losing investment!

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Tang Beibei was also very surprised. He was giving her fifteen million yuan? She didn’t hear wrong, did she?

Jiang Jingchen coughed a few times before he said, “You don’t agree? Song Zhou, go and hire a lawyer. The Rong family is scamming us of the bride price!”

“Yes, young master. The Rong family accepted the bride price but Rong Mei’er ran away. I’ll get someone to draft the papers now!”

“No, don’t. We’ll, we’ll pay!”

He Li cried as he patted Rong Yong. “Don’t value money over your daughter’s life. That ten million belongs to the Jiang family. Let’s just return it. Then the five million will be a betrothal gift. Rong Yong, if you don’t agree, I’ll fight you!”

For his daughter’s sake, Rong Yong could only agree. “Alright, I’ll pay!”

Song Zhou immediately stepped forward and said, “Then, where’s the money? You must pay everything in full or I’ll call a lawyer now.”

The Rong Corporation was a small company in the eyes of the Jiang family, but it still had hundreds of millions in assets. It wasn’t that they couldn’t fork out fifteen million yuan, but Rong Yong’s heart was bleeding.

He wrote a check of 15 million yuan and handed it to Song Zhou. He was reluctant to let go of the check when he handed it to Song Zhou. Song Zhou pulled the check and handed it to Tang Beibei. Tang Beibei stared at the check in a daze.

15 million yuan!

It was an astronomical number.

“You’re really giving it to me? Isn’t this a little too much?”

Jiang Jingchen looked at her frightened face and said plainly, “You are married to me, so you are the first young madam of the Jiang family. It’s only 15 million, not much at all.”

Tang Beibei swallowed hard and asked him in confusion, “Don’t, don’t you want to switch Rong Mei’er back?”

Jiang Jingchen looked at her in confusion. She kept her head down just now because she was sad about this.

He didn’t stop Jiang Minglang from saying that he wanted to switch Rong Mei’er back. He was just trying to scare the Rong family into giving her the betrothal money.

“You were the bride who kissed me at the wedding, so you are mine. No one can take you away now.”

Tang Beibei’s eyes were shining as she stared at him. “So, you mean that you accept me as your wife?”

“Yes.”

Tang Beibei’s anxious heart finally settled down. She heaved a sigh of relief. She thought that he hated her and wanted to exchange Rong Mei’er for her.

“I will definitely be a good wife to you.”

He coughed twice, his cold eyes sweeping past Rong Yong. “Why did Rong Mei’er leave the country? Why did you let Beibei marry me? All of you know the inside story. So, all of you must apologize to my wife.”

They had already given her 15 million yuan. Why must they apologize to Tang Beibei? He Li felt indignant.

“It’s the b*tch Tang Beibei who wanted to climb the social ladder. Why should we apologize?”

Jiang Jingchen coughed once and Song Zhou stepped forward and gave He Li a tight slap.

“Insulting our first young madam? Mrs. Rong, this slap is a warning!”

As Song Zhou spoke, he picked up a paring knife from the fruit plate on the coffee table. The blade was cold. He Li was so scared that she shut her mouth and covered her face, not daring to speak again.

Song Zhou continued, “Did you think that my young master won’t investigate the matter? Rong Mei’er ran away five hours before the wedding. Miss Rong Chan’er even sent her off.”

“Three hours before the wedding, you got our young madam to take Rong Mei’er’s place. Your argument about our young madam deceiving her was complete nonsense. To vindicate yourselves, you’ve pushed all the blame on our young madam. If you don’t apologize now, you will never speak again in future!”

Song Zhou suddenly stabbed the paring knife into the sofa and made a cut. It was as if he was cutting through a person’s skin and digging out their heart. The three members of the Rong family all trembled in fear.

“Apologize now!”

Rong Yong’s legs went soft, and he almost knelt on the floor. He grabbed the sofa to steady himself.

He Li was the first to give in and lowered her head to apologize. “First young master, we apologize. Yes, it’s our fault. We shouldn’t have framed Tang Beibei. We won’t do it again!”

Jiang Jingchen coughed twice. “The person you should be apologizing to is my wife, Beibei. Only she can forgive you!”

“Tang Beibei, we were wrong. Please forgive us.” He Li said.

Tang Beibei looked at Jiang Jingchen helplessly. The Rongs had always been arrogant to her and ordered her around like a servant. She didn’t know what to do when they suddenly begged for mercy like this.

Jiang Jingchen rubbed the top of her head, as if he was caressing a pet.

“Like I said before, I won’t let my people get hurt. If this is not satisfying enough, I’ll make them kneel.”

Tang Beibei was quite happy to see the three of them bowing their heads.

These people had scolded her since young, saying that she was lowly, that she should live in the dark, that she could only be trampled under their feet all her life.

But now, this man whom she had married for only one day trusted her and stood up for her. He even made the three of them kneel and apologize. She was immensely grateful.

“There’s no need to kneel, but they made a mistake.”

“Which part?” Jiang Jingchen asked.

“They call you first young master so they should address me as first young madam. I’m your wife.” Tang Beibei said to him with a smile.

Jiang Jingchen looked at her bright smile that looked like a flower that suddenly bloomed. He seemed to be able to smell the refreshing fragrance, which warmed him from the inside out.

“Yes, they did say it wrong!”

Jiang Jingchen coughed once and looked at Song Zhou. Song Zhou understood and pointed the paring knife at the three people.

“Didn’t you hear what the first young madam said? You said the wrong thing and you still don’t admit your mistake?”

The three people from the Rong family felt indignant but they were really afraid of the paring knife in Song Zhou’s hand. Rong Chan’er gave Tang Beibei a venomous look.

She would make Tang Beibei pay back ten times for today’s humiliation!

“Yes, yes, first young madam. We were wrong. Please forgive us.”

“I won’t forgive you for what happened in the past, but I choose not to argue with you. Let’s just leave it at that.”

What happened in the past couldn’t be erased with just an apology. She didn’t care if they were sincere in their apology. What she cared about was that someone cared about her feelings and even said that she was his.

No one had ever treated her like this in her life.

When the Rongs heard that she wouldn’t forgive them, they didn’t dare to stand up straight without Jiang Jingchen’s consent.

They were all bent over with their heads lowered, their faces filled with shame and anger.

Jiang Jingchen looked at the Rongs indifferently.

“Beibei is my wife. Know your place when you do things in future.”

“Yes, yes!”

Everyone in the Rong family was relieved, but they hated Tang Beibei more than ever.

This sickly man would die sooner or later; he wouldn’t be able to protect her for long. When he died, they would make this b*tch kneel before them and repent!

Standing at the side, Jiang Minglang was still unrelenting and wanted to switch the bride back. Seeing that Song Zhou was already pushing his brother’s wheelchair away, he chased after them angrily.

“Brother, we should still switch the bride back.”

Jiang Jingchen, who was about to get into the car, didn’t even look at Jiang Minglang. He coughed a few times and said to Tang Beibei, “Beibei, get in the car first.”

Tang Beibei nodded obediently and got in the car first.

Jiang Jingchen closed the car door and coughed a few times before he looked at Jiang Minglang graciously.

“Jiang Minglang, enough is enough.”