Chapter 61 Spoiled Jiang Xiaoran
Chapter 61 Spoiled Jiang Xiaoran
“Three generations of my family have been doctors: my grandfather, my father, and me. I can say that I have inherited their mantle. However, my grandfather was the best doctor. He was a medical doctor who returned from studying abroad in the last century. When he was young, several countries wanted to hire him with high salaries, but he still came back.”
Lu Mingxuan wanted to tell Song Qiao's grandfather that Lu Zhanjun's nickname was "Divine Doctor Lu," but after thinking about it, he decided against it. He would occasionally reveal his grandfather's identity unless absolutely necessary.
"So your family are all doctors?"
Song Qiao knew that Lu Mingxuan's father was a doctor, and that he himself was a doctor, but she didn't expect that his grandfather was also a doctor, and a patriotic one at that.
She had met Lu Mingxuan's father, but she had never met his grandfather.
How is Grandpa's health?
Song Qiao wanted to know about Lu Mingxuan's grandfather's health condition.
“He is in good health. He doesn’t live here anymore; he lives alone in a mountain village.”
Lu Mingxuan also told Song Qiao that her grandmother had passed away, and now only her grandfather was left in the family.
Upon hearing that her grandfather was home alone, Song Qiao couldn't help but ask, "Who takes care of Grandpa?"
“We hired a caregiver. After my grandfather retired, he wanted to live alone in the mountain village, so my father had to send him back. For his health, we arranged for a caregiver to take care of him.”
With her father being a hospital director and her mother a government official, hiring a nanny would be a piece of cake for the Lu family, something Song Qiao understood.
"Mingxuan, Mo Family Village is just ahead. Slow down."
Once out of the city, Lu Mingxuan drove at 120 mph, and in less than a moment, the navigation system showed that Mojiazhuang was just ahead.
"it is good!"
Lu Mingxuan agreed and slowed down the car.
Suddenly he turned around and looked at Song Qiao: "Give me your phone."
Song Qiao looked at him with a puzzled expression and handed him her phone.
Lu Mingxuan opened his phone and found that location services were enabled. He casually turned them off and said, "Your phone has location services enabled. It was probably Jiang Ming who set it up."
Song Qiao's heart sank, and she turned her phone back on: "Can he see our current location?"
Song Qiao didn't want Jiang Ming to know where she was going, because she was afraid that if he knew too much, he would become increasingly passive in the future.
"That's hard to say. Maybe he's at home disciplining his good-for-nothing daughter right now and doesn't have time to keep an eye on you."
Song Qiao looked up at Lu Mingxuan: "Are you sure?"
"If he had seen it, he probably would have called you. The fact that he hasn't called proves that he didn't discover it."
Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know when this kind of scheming and backstabbing with Jiang Ming would end. She was used to being protected by her parents since she was a child, and she felt very uncomfortable with this kind of life full of scheming.
"You're right. How should I protect myself from him in the future?"
Lu Mingxuan casually took a cell phone out of the car: "From now on, use this one. When you go out, link this phone to yours so he can't find your location."
Song Qiao took the phone and looked at it: "I'll give you the money to buy a phone."
Lu Mingxuan glanced back at her and stopped the car at an intersection: "No need, I don't use this phone even if it's at home, you can use it."
Song Qiao looked at the phone; it was a new model. She knew he had bought it especially for her: "Mingxuan, I have money. You just need to do the work for me. You don't need to pay. I'll transfer the money for the phone to you in a bit."
"Really, you don't need it. That one was my old one. I bought a new one now, so I don't need it anymore."
Song Qiao thought about it and didn't insist anymore.
"OK then!"
Zhang Dalan and Jiang Ming were sitting on the sofa in their home in Taoyuan Community.
Jiang Ming didn't go to the company at noon either. After taking Jiang Xiaoran home, he called Zhao Xiaoya.
"Come to Taoyuan Community."
On the phone, Zhao Xiaoya asked, "Didn't you tell me to keep an eye on those people who were auditing? Now you want me to go over there? Isn't Song Qiao home?"
Zhao Xiaoya had transferred the 500,000 yuan that Jiang Ming had given her some time ago. She was feeling irritable when she heard that Jiang Ming wanted her to go to Taoyuan, but she didn't want to go.
“Can you not come? Ranran is spoiled by you. She hit someone and was expelled from kindergarten. If you don’t take care of her, you’ll never be able to control her.”
When Zhao Xiaoya heard that Jiang Ming had brought her home, she asked, "Is your mother home?"
"My mom can't be spoiled anymore, you need to come over right away."
Zhao Xiaoya had no choice but to take leave and drive to Taoyuan Community with her keys.
The car was parked downstairs, and Zhao Xiaoya called Jiang Ming again: "Are you sure Song Qiao won't come back halfway?"
Jiang Ming then remembered to check his phone's location.
He took out his phone and checked the location; it showed "location unavailable." He angrily cursed, "Come up first, we'll talk when she gets back."
Jiang Ming had lied to her more than once or twice, and each time Song Qiao was helpless against him because she couldn't get any evidence.
When Zhao Xiaoya went upstairs, she could hear someone scolding a child inside the room.
"Jiang Xiaoran, what exactly are you trying to do? Are you out of your mind?"
Jiang Ming was at a loss when faced with a five-year-old child.
"Mingzi, don't scare the child, speak softly."
Seeing that her son was truly angry, Zhang Dalan was a little worried that he might hit Jiang Xiaoran.
"I'm not crazy, am I? Who told her to be the daughter of a street sweeper?"
Jiang Xiaoran argued back at Jiang Ming, dismissing his concerns.
"What business is it of yours if her parents sweep the streets? Are you just bored and have nothing better to do?"
Jiang Ming went over to pull Jiang Xiaoran, but Zhang Dalan stopped him: "Let the child tell you what happened first."
"Mom! Don't stop her. If you keep spoiling her, you won't be able to control her in the future."
"How can you not control her? She's only five years old. Look how fierce you are! Xiaoya would be heartbroken if she saw this."
Zhao Xiaoya agreed and promised to give her a big, healthy grandson soon, which made her protective of Jiang Xiaoran.
Thinking of this, Zhang Dalan looked up at Jiang Ming: "Where's Song Qiao? Why hasn't she come home? She doesn't care about the children at all. I think she's about to rebel?"
Hearing Song Qiao's name, Jiang Mingxin felt annoyed: "Don't mention Song Qiao. She's at the hospital with that child who was beaten."
Zhang Dalan was unaware that she had lost 500,000 yuan to Tong Yao, and Jiang Ming hadn't told her either; otherwise, she would have gone crazy long ago.
Hearing the noise inside, Zhao Xiaoya reached out and knocked on the door.
Jiang Ming heard the noise and came to open the door. When he saw Zhao Xiaoya at the door, his anger subsided a little.
"You need to come and discipline this child. She hit someone and didn't even apologize. The kindergarten wants her to transfer to another one."
Zhao Xiaoya knew a bit about education, and when she heard that Jiang Xiaoran was to transfer kindergartens, she looked at Jiang Ming and asked, "Who asked us to do that? No one can force us to transfer if we don't want to. Otherwise, we'll sue the person in charge of the kindergarten."
Jiang Ming was so angry with Jiang Xiaoran that he lost his mind. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The school does have such a rule, but this child really can't stay there any longer."
Zhao Xiaoya came to Jiang Xiaoran's side and looked at her: "Ranran, please don't fight with other children anymore, okay? Mommy is begging you!"
She had a troublesome child, and even hiding so far away wasn't enough.
"I'll beat up Teacher Zhang because she likes nursery rhymes."
20demayo