"Grandfather, I, I can testify, everything Sister said is true."
Right as the deadlock persisted among the few people, a somewhat childish voice rang out at the entrance.
Everyone cast their glances in that direction.
When they saw Jiang Shixu standing at the door, Old Sir Jiang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Shi, Shi Xu?! What are you doing here?"
After learning that something had gone wrong at home, he had hurried back, arriving only yesterday afternoon.
It took a night's rest for him to recover, and this morning he began to settle accounts with Jiang Yan.
He had intended to find time to see how the child, Shi Xu, was doing.
Among his many descendants, he was the most pitied and cherished.
Neglected by his father and mother since childhood, he knew only to cling to the hem of his clothes, displaying a cautious, shy, and timid demeanor.
As he grew older, he hardly left his room, spending entire days curled up in bed, refusing to see anyone.
