I Won't Give You A Single Penny!

Jiang Minglang reached out his hand to stop Jiang Jingchen. "I don't think I have anyone to inform you. Did you send someone to keep an eye on the Jiang family?"

Jiang Jingchen sneered and pointed at Jiang Xing lazily.

"Don't forget that the man lying in bed is my biological father!"

Jiang Minglang pursed his lips. He couldn't help but remind him, "He needs to rest now. Don't let him get agitated again."

"You guys are the ones who provoked him, right?"

Jiang Minglang remained silent and felt guilty.

Jiang Jingchen walked to the bed and looked at Jiang Xing, who wore an oxygen mask and had a heartbeat detector between his fingers.

He whispered, "It doesn't feel good to be plagued by illness, does it?"

"Now, imagine how my mother felt when she passed away. I wonder if you'll meet her if you accidentally go to hell?"

Suddenly, the monitor beside them jumped, and Jiang Xing's eyelashes fluttered.