C200 Jiang Xian's Calculation

"What is it? You still want to help that woman right now? " Old Madam Jiang's face immediately darkened. She looked at Jiang Xiancheng in disappointment, the cane in her hand knocked on the ground a few times. If it wasn't for her remembering that Jiang Xiancheng was her own son.

The crutch in her hand was about to strike Jiang Xiancheng's head.

Jiang Xiancheng immediately shook his head