A-List Actress: Paper Marriage but Pampering Billionaire-Chapter 565: She cannot stay by his side.

This punch carried all of Jiang Yutai’s shame and anger, swift as the wind, yet even so, it was blocked by Jiang Jingheng.

His hand caught his fist, with both sides locked in a stalemate.

"What are you doing, stop!" Old Sir Jiang was already enraged, shouting. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Jiang Yutai seemed oblivious, determined to win back a round no matter what.

He didn’t let go, so naturally Jiang Jingheng wouldn’t either.

Suddenly, Jiang Yutai kicked towards Jiang Jingheng’s leg.

Jiang Jingheng sensed it, dodged, and then suddenly threw Jiang Yutai over his shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground.

With that fall, Jiang Yutai couldn’t get up, groaning in pain.

"Yutai!" Qiu Shuyun exclaimed, rushing over.

Seeing her son in such pain, she immediately lashed out at Jiang Jingheng, "Jingheng, what are you doing, is this how you handle things with your cousin?"

Jiang Jingheng looked at her coldly, without defending himself.

Yin Manqing couldn’t sit still any longer, coming over directly to say, "Everyone saw it was Yutai who struck first, why blame Jingheng now?"

"Yutai is the older brother, what’s wrong with him disciplining his younger brother?" Qiu Shuyun retorted righteously.

"So you’re saying the Second Uncle should also be disciplined by his older brother?" Yin Manqing sneered.

"You’re arguing irrationally." Qiu Shuyun said angrily.

"Aren’t you the one being unreasonable?" Yin Manqing retorted sharply.

If she backed down in front of so many people, then she and her mother would have no status in the family in the future.

"Enough, all of you shut up." Old Sir Jiang said impatiently.

He looked at Jiang Jingheng and said sternly, "Aren’t you going to apologize to your cousin?"

Qiu Shuyun and Jiang Yutai, upon hearing this, both showed a hint of delight on their faces, just knowing grandpa would take their side.

Yin Manqing was naturally unwilling, but unfortunately, she didn’t dare to defy the old man.

"Grandfather, it’s not Third Cousin’s fault at all." Qiao Qinghe said discontentedly.

Gu Tingchuan gave him a tug, shaking his head at him.

Jiang Jingheng looked at Old Sir Jiang, his light brown eyes seeming to shatter like ice.

After a long time, he looked at Jiang Yutai lying on the ground and said indifferently, "Loser."

With that, he lifted his foot and strode out.

"Jingheng!" Yin Manqing shouted.

"What did you say, Jiang Jingheng, do you have the guts to say it again." Jiang Yutai jumped up from the ground in anger.

Everyone looked at him lively and bouncing, stunned.

Qiao Qinghe was the first to say, "So, Second Cousin, you were just pretending earlier."

Jiang Yutai suddenly realized his trick had been exposed, and he looked at everyone with some guilt.

"I’ve recovered."

No one believed it, Qiu Shuyun silently cursed her son for being useless, unable even to act properly.

Jiang Jingheng turned back to give him a glance, pausing for a moment on Old Sir Jiang, then quickly walked out.

Old Sir Jiang moved his lips but, in the end, said nothing.

Yin Manqing gazed at the doorway, suddenly realizing that over the past year, there had been an unusually high number of quarrels between Jingheng and Jiang Yutai.

And each time ended with him leaving the house.

Initially, she thought he was impatient, but now on reflection, he probably intentionally created opportunities to leave here to be with that woman.

Such a clever son, wasting his intelligence on this matter!

No matter what, that woman absolutely cannot stay by his side any longer.

After such a scene, Jiang Yutai certainly didn’t receive good treatment from the others, using the excuse of back pain, he slinked back to his room.

Upon returning to his room, Jiang Wenhao called Jiang Jingheng.

He laughed, "Doesn’t using this trick so many times bore you?"

"It doesn’t matter how many times, as long as it works."

Jiang Wenhao sighed, "On such an important day, you shouldn’t be willful."

"If I don’t come home one night, who knows what she’ll start imagining."

Jiang Wenhao chuckled, "Really? Then you’d better keep her company."

He hung up the phone, looking at his leg, his eyes were icy cold, finally transforming into a sigh.