Chapter 697: One Knife, One Floor_1
"Good! Very good! Jiang Family! Very good!"
Standing in the attic where Shen Xiaoqin lived, Jiang Chen’s face was ashen as he spoke coldly.
The place where Shen Xiaoqin lived was a detached loft in the fifth courtyard. From this, one could see Elder Master Jiang’s care for Shen Xiaoqin. However, the things inside the loft nearly caused Jiang Chen to lose control again.
Upon entering the loft, there were several large basins on the ground, filled with dirty clothes, the second floor was piled with things like quilts and bed sheets, and the third floor, the top of the loft, was stacked with dirty mops and dirty rags!
At that moment, Jiang Chen and the others were standing on the third floor of the loft.
"Butler Lu, I thank the Jiang Family for taking care of my mother, really, thank you!" Jiang Chen opened his mouth with cold indifference, his words devoid of any emotion, as the killing intent in his entire body began to burst forth uncontrollably.
Butler Lu turned pale and quickly said, "Young Master, these... this... I’ll investigate right away and give you a satisfactory explanation!"
"You don’t need to give me an explanation. You just need to find out the truth."
Jiang Chen looked at Butler Lu without expression and spoke dispassionately, "Remember, I want the truth, I want a list of everyone’s names. Remember, everyone. If I find out you’re hiding something, then I’m sorry, I won’t have any more attachment to this Jiang Family, no matter how powerful you are. I will eradicate it with my life’s effort!"
"No, no, no, there will be no concealment, absolutely no concealment!" Butler Lu exclaimed in a fright.
Jiang Chen stopped paying attention to Butler Lu, took Shen Xiaoqin by the arm, and turned to walk towards the staircase of the loft, saying as they went, "Mom, they are just some clothes. Leave them. Let Jing Yi buy you new ones."
Shen Xiaoqin opened her mouth but said nothing, feeling a warm current cross her heart as she looked at the extreme coldness on Jiang Chen’s face.
