The night was profoundly deep and silent, in the villa of Jiang Angge in Lin'an City.
At this very moment, Jiang Angge's residence was incredibly quiet, with the sound of the clock in the living room ticking clearly, bringing a sense of coldness.
Jiang Angge sat in the living room of his residence, holding a cup of tea in one hand, his eyes staring blankly at the clock in front of him, his whole demeanor showing eyes that were vacant and lifeless, obviously daydreaming.
Ever since Jiang Angge heard the news of Ye Qing's death, he was astonished beyond measure!
The reason for his astonishment was not Ye Qing's death itself, but the hidden reasons behind it.
As the third young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Angge independently supported the family's business, holding a considerable status within the Jiang family, so Jiang Tianyi was willing to tell Jiang Angge some insider information without any concealment.
