At this time, Jiang Feng was standing on the stairs on the second floor, looking at everyone in the living room, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Quan Anguo knew that he had said too much today, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "I'm sorry, Master Feng, I overstepped."

Jiang Feng looked at Quan Anguo who was kneeling on the ground, sighed and said:

"Get up. I don't blame you. I just heard some things from back then and couldn't control them for a while."

Jiang Feng slowly walked down the stairs and came to the side of several people.

Raising his hand to help Quan Anguo up, Jiang Feng came to the sofa and got ready.

Then he said: "I actually complained about my father at the time, but later I saw my father looking haggard in front of my mother's grave, and I forgave him."

Jiang Feng's tone suddenly became a little cold and he said: "I suspect that my mother's death was not a chronic disease at all. Someone poisoned my mother. If the doctor at the time hadn't checked it out, she had been bribed.

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"Because later my father was poisoned again and became crazy until he disappeared. It was all such a coincidence!"

"Mr. Jiang, whoever poisoned you, I will kill him!" Yang Zhenhai said with a cold expression on his face.

Before Jiang Feng could speak, Quan Anguo said: "Zhenhai, don't worry. I have been investigating this matter for so many years, but there has been no result. Although I suspect that it was Han Binglan, there is no evidence.

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"If I knew she was the one who did it, I would crush her to pieces!" Jiang Feng said coldly.

Yang Zhenhai said anxiously: "What are you still investigating? It's obvious that this bitch did it!"

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "You don't understand. At that time, the Jiang family was also experiencing internal and external troubles. Han Binglan was not the only one who had this motive."

When Yang Zhenhai heard this, he didn't say anything. It would be good if he was sure that it was Han Binglan, but it would be bad if he killed the wrong person and let the real murderer go free.

"Okay, let's not talk about this matter for now." Jiang Feng waved his hand and said.

Then he looked at Quan Anguo and said, "Anguo, how strong is the Xuhua Group in the imperial capital?"

"Hehe!" Quan Anguo smiled slyly like an old fox, "Master Feng, is this on the surface or secretly?"

Jiang Feng rolled his eyes at Quan Anguo and said, "That was his real strength at that time."

"On the surface, our Xuhua Group is just a business company, and its financial resources are only half of the seven major families. But behind the scenes, the strength of Xuhua Group is not much different from that of the seven major families.

" Quan Anguo said.

Jiang Feng took a deep look at Quan Anguo and said angrily: "Isn't it worse than the seven major families?"

Hearing this, Quan Anguo just stood aside and smiled.

After Yang Zhenhai heard Jiang Feng's words, he was stunned. Xuhua Group is so powerful, can it be on an equal footing with the seven major families?

If he had known that Jiang Feng's third uncle had given Jiang Feng a bank card with tens of billions in deposits, he wouldn't be so surprised.

Those are just the profits of Xuhua for three years.

Jiang Feng also analyzed the strength of Xuhua Group from the amount in the bank card.

"It seems that you have put in some effort over the years." Jiang Feng said.

Quan Anguo looked at Jiang Feng seriously and said, "This is Master Feng's command from behind."

"Okay, stop flattering me, I haven't ordered you around in the past three years."

"Go and make arrangements to visit my mother's grave tomorrow," Jiang Feng said.

After returning to the bedroom, Jiang Feng dialed An Jiaqi's phone.

"Jiang Feng, have you gone to Jiang's house?" An Jiaqi asked hurriedly.

Jiang Feng shook his head and said, "Not yet, I just want to settle down first. I want to play a game with them."

"Is there any danger?" An Jiaqi asked. In fact, An Jiaqi knew that she couldn't ask anything. Even if there was danger, Jiang Feng would not tell her.

"Your man is not brave in bed!" Jiang Feng said with a smile.

After An Jiaqi heard Jiang Feng's words, she said in a coquettish voice: "Fuck you, you don't speak seriously."

"How can you pretend to be serious with your wife?" Jiang Feng said with a smile.

The two talked for a while and then hung up the phone.

Jiang Feng didn't tell him that he was going to visit his mother's grave tomorrow, because An Jiaqi would definitely blame him for not taking her with him if he found out.

When he came back this time, Jiang Feng didn't want to reveal his strength so soon.

So I could only visit my mother's grave quietly.

The corners of Jiang Feng's eyes were a little moist when he heard the sound of his mother.

He still remembered that when he was a child, his mother was sitting alone in the room in a daze. She loved her father so much, but she never thought that his father would betray him and do such a thing.

Although my father kept apologizing to my mother and even asked Yu Xuezhi's master to play my mother's favorite flute, my mother never forgave her until her death.

Because he knew his mother, who was a gentle and amiable person, but the only thing he couldn't accept was that he was betrayed.

During the three years that I worked as a door-to-door son-in-law in the An family, I always thought about coming back to see my mother, but with my strength at the time, I had no chance.

Now that he has arrived in the imperial capital again, he is no longer the same Jiang Feng he was before.

This time no one can bully him!

The next morning, Jiang Feng got up early.

Quan Anguo was already waiting below. When he saw Jiang Feng coming down, he hurriedly said: "Master Feng, there is no one from the Jiang family at the Madame Cemetery. To be precise, no one from the Jiang family has been there at all in these years."

"These people are really wolf-hearted!" Jiang Feng said in a cold tone when he heard this, "There are hundreds of people in the Jiang family, at least half of them have received mother's favor, but I didn't expect that these people would even go to worship at mother's grave.

No."

As the car got closer and closer to the cemetery, Jiang Feng began to feel excited.

As soon as he arrived at the cemetery, Jiang Feng hurriedly got out of the car.

But when he walked into the cemetery, Jiang Feng's steps suddenly slowed down.

When he came to his mother's tombstone and saw that the grave was covered with weeds, Jiang Feng couldn't control it anymore. He knelt down directly in front of his mother's grave and cried loudly: "Mom, my little son is back!"

After saying this, Jiang Feng hugged the tombstone and cried loudly, pressing his cheek tightly against the photo on the tombstone.

Quan Anguo and Yang Zhenhai on the side heard Jiang Feng's cry and felt sad in their hearts. They knew that Jiang Feng must have suffered a lot of grievances over the years.

After Jiang Feng cried, he quietly looked at the photo of his mother. After calming down, he began to clean his mother's grave.

He declined Yang Zhenhai's offer to help and pulled out the weeds one by one with his own hands.

After paying homage to his mother, Jiang Feng kowtowed three times to the tombstone and then said:
Chapter completed!