The Mafia King’s First Love

Chapter 124 - The Mafia King Is Clueless About His Family



Chapter 124 – The Mafia King Is Clueless About His Family

For a moment, Jiang Weizhe went into a trance. The past where he brought Jiang Yubi into the Jiang villa for the first time came flashing in his mind.

Today, history repeated itself. It was Wei instead of him at that spot where he stood years ago. It was true that he despised Wei's existence in this world. He never treated him as his own son and cruelly pushed him to the Old Madam to raise him even though he knew what fate awaited him.

But he never imagined that even after Old Madam's rigorous training and strict discipline, he would follow in his steps. Years ago, there was nobody who stood by his side when he brought Jiang Yubi. Not that he needed anybody's support. Just like Wei, he never cared about others' approval.

But even if it didn't matter to him, it mattered to Jiang Yubi. She wanted a peaceful family where everybody would recognize their marriage and give their blessings. But when she didn't get that, she couldn't help but feel lonely. The Old Madam even threw her out and ordered her to live in a separate residence, away from the main family. She wasn't allowed to be a part of any banquet or celebration.

It crushed her heart to know that not even a single family member supported her. She couldn't make her place as the family member no matter how hard she tried. Even though Jiang Weizhe loved her unconditionally, she felt the emptiness of a family's love many times. That slowly started to erode her happiness and she became emotionally stressed out.

Of course, Jiang Weizhe couldn't see her state and tried to convince her many times to leave the Jiang estate with him. They would happily live together, away from the family. But Jiang Yubi couldn't agree. The Old Madam already hated him because of her. The rift would grow even wider if they left.

Years ago and until now, Jiang Yubi never got the family's support. Today, Lihua was at her place and unconsciously, it shook his heart.

Would a good and lively woman like Lihua become like his wife one day? Sad, distressed and yearning for love?

It wasn't just that he saw Jiang Yubi in Lihua. At that time in the Louis Store, Lihua stood up for him even though he was practically a stranger to her. There was no need for her to meddle in their family affairs and entangle herself in the mess. She felt sad for him that his mother humiliated him. She defended him, standing straight and confident and indignant. She warmly patted his head too and smiled at him.

'If I had been your mother, I would have felt so proud of you!'

She had no idea how much effect her words had on him.

Jiang Weizhe was broken out of his trance. Wei was slightly surprised to see him in a stupor. But he patiently waited for his response.

"She stood up for me once. It was my turn today."

With that said, his regal figure left the room in a domineering way.

At the same time, in Old Madam's room, Shi Zhen wore a grave expression as he faced the Old Madam. Shi Cuifen was quietly seated, softly sniffling for her daughter's fate. Ruomei looked deathly pale too. Wei's laughter still echoed in her ears like a curse.

She gasped and tears burst out. "Mom…that wretched woman and Wei now live in the same room. I-I heard them talking and laughing…It was horrible!"

Shi Cuifen's eyes stung in tears and she hugged her. This was the harshest slap her daughter would have got in return for working so hard.

"Mom, how can I see Wei with her? How could he marry her? And now…they will be living in the same room…"

The Old Madam gritted her teeth. Even now as she thought of how Lihua challenged her and dared to put forth that bold condition, her blood boiled in anger.

She sneered. "For how long I wonder. I will throw that witch out of the house in no time."

Shi Zhen pressed his brows. "Old Madam. Her condition…how will we throw her out?"

She snorted. "Do you think she has the capability to prove anything against me? I am the Matriarch of this family. Nobody has the guts to speak up against me. You know what kind of a family we are, right?"

Even Shi Zhen shuddered with terror, seeing the dangerous glint in her eyes.

The Old Madam propped her arm on the armrest and smiled. "She is so confident because she thinks that we will definitely plot something against her. She will be on her toes and extra alert for anything abnormal. This is not the time."

She chuckled. "We will bite her when she will be the most defenseless. Her condition is her shortcut. She would want us to do something to provoke her and put the blame on us to make everything void. We have to be patient."

Patience…

Ruomei clenched her fist.

How long should I hold patience for? How long should I see that bitch with my Wei!?

The next morning, Lihua stretched her arms and yawned as she opened her eyes. A large and lavish ceiling came in her view and immediately she recalled all the incredible things that happened yesterday.

Aha! From today, my mission starts to win everybody's favor!

Hmm…but from whom to start? She touched her chin in deep thought.

Just then the bathroom door opened and Wei stepped out, wrapped up in a towel around his waist, with his sexy abs glistening as the drops momentarily kissed his skin. She looked at him bashfully, drool forming at the corner of her mouth.

"You are up."

She coughed and quickly wiped her saliva. She furiously patted the side of the bed. "Sit, sit! There is something I want to discuss with you!"

Wei obediently sat beside her, his gaze focused and attentive at her. "What is it?"

"I want to know your opinion! Who should be my first targe- *cough* fa-family member to win their heart?"

She eagerly stared at him with a sparkling gaze, expecting a valuable suggestion from him.

Wei tilted his head with a profound expression. "I don't know."

"…"

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