Chapter 567: Isn’t Xuxu Already Married?

A fist hit the corner of Yan Rusheng's mouth.

Then the two hugged each other and rolled on the ground as if they were wrestling.

The housekeeper of the Jiang family heard the noise outside and hurriedly opened the courtyard door and came out to check.

Seeing two people hugging each other on the ground, and then seeing Jiang Zhuoheng's car, he became anxious, "Isn't this the eldest young master?"

He quickly shouted into the room: "Madam, the eldest young master is fighting with someone outside."

Hearing the housekeeper's shout, the Jiang family, old and young, all came out.

The old man of the Jiang family came out with a cane and followed the crowd.

Yan Rusheng and Jiang Zhuoheng were jealous of each other and refused to take any action. The elders of the Jiang family couldn't pull them away at all.

"What's going on?" Old Mrs. Jiang came to them with a walking stick.

Through the light of the street lamp, he could clearly see the face of Yan Rusheng who was hugging Jiang Zhuoheng. He shouted: "What are you doing? If you don't help me, I will beat you to death with a walking stick."

The old man shouted angrily and almost fell down without catching his breath.

"dad."

"Grandpa."

Everyone quickly stepped forward to help the old man.

Hearing everyone's nervous voices, Yan Rusheng and Jiang Zhuoheng's movements stopped abruptly.

Yan Rusheng, who was currently on the upper hand, raised his head and glanced at Mr. Jiang who was being supported, then let go of Jiang Zhuoheng's collar, stood up, and walked towards his car with heavy strides.

"Yan San!"

When passing by Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang shouted at him angrily.

Yan Rusheng stopped and glanced at the old man, "Grandpa Jiang."

He said hello with a cold voice, and then he lifted his feet and continued walking forward.

Jiang Zhuoheng also stood up, wiping the bleeding corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, staring at Yan Rusheng's back with cold eyes, watching him get into the car.

Yan Rusheng opened the car door, turned to look at Jiang Zhuoheng, and warned coldly: "From now on, Wen Xuxu has nothing to do with you. When you see her, you are no longer qualified to even look at her."

After saying that, he bent down and got into the car, started the car, and drove away.

What about the people who left the Jiang family without knowing their situation?

Seeing Yan Rusheng's car disappear, the young and old of the Jiang family slowly recovered from their shock.

Mother Jiang withdrew her gaze and looked at Jiang Zhuoheng's face.

Seeing that the corner of her son's mouth was bleeding, she felt distressed and reached out to touch him, "Ah Heng, why did you and Yan San get into a fight?"

Father Jiang also frowned, with a hint of reproach in his tone, "Isn't Xuxu already married to Yan San? Why do you just..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly shouted sharply: "Go back and do what you are doing. What are you doing here?"

What the old man said was an imperial edict. No one dared to object, and everyone hurried into the courtyard.

"Ah Heng, come in quickly. Mom will give you some medicine." Mother Jiang took Ah Jiang Zhuoheng's hand and said distressedly.

"Ah Heng." The old man looked at Jiang Zhuoheng with a gloomy face and called him, "Wait a moment."

Jiang's mother hesitated for a moment. Although she felt distressed, she still let go of Jiang Zhuoheng's hand.

After everyone entered the courtyard, only Jiang Zhuoheng and the old man were left.

The old man's eyes became serious, "Xiaoxiao comes back from abroad during the Spring Festival. You must get engaged to her."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuoheng immediately expressed his resistance, "Grandpa..."

"No need to discuss." The old man forcefully dismissed Jiang Zhuoheng's resistance.

Not giving him any chance to resist, he turned around and walked into the yard with his walking stick.