C183 (1/2)

When his father passed away, he did not have much emotions. At that time, he just looked coldly at Jiang Fangyi, thinking that even if she was a widow, her life would not be so boring. Although the death of her husband, who had not yet been granted, was a blow to her.

Her son was one step further from obtaining the inheritance right.

Her husband and son were her greatest dependencies in this family. Now that her husband was gone, all that was left was her son. She had collapsed a wall.

But to Jung, his father was a simple synonym.

His sister was not close to him, and the other two whom he had recognized were not at the stage where they understood each other's hearts. His aunt loved him, but she could not always stay by his side, especially when she still had her family, husband, and son.

So, in his mind, his grandfather was also the most important person to him. Of course, there was one more person to be added now, but that woman really did not seem to have him in her heart. Otherwise, she would not have called him all the time since they had separated. He did not think about it. He refused to think.

His aunt's indifference made him feel uncomfortable. He reached out his hand and grabbed his aunt's hand.

This was the second time he went to ask someone else to stay. The first time, he chased them all the way to S City, but the result was that he was disappointed.

Mrs. Xia did not let him down. She stopped and stood in front of her nephew. ”What happened?”

Even though his tone was stiff, it was hard to conceal his concern.

”Aunt, I'm sorry to disappoint you.”

He apologized, but he did not defend himself. He only spoke a few sentences, and it was so simple that it made people feel like he did not have any sincerity.

Mrs. Xia was still shocked. She knew nothing about this nephew's temper; he had apologized to someone, and when his father had beaten him black and blue with a golf club when they had had an argument, he had refused to give in. Now he was actually apologizing to her.

Of course, she didn't doubt her sincerity, but she still found it hard to remain calm, ”Why are you apologizing to me? Do you have anything to do with letting me down?”

”I shouldn't have lied to you and grandpa.”

The old man's mouth was a little crooked. His eyes, which had once been full of life, were now cloudy, and his gaze was not at all the same as it used to be.

For so long, he had been feeling guilty.

He really shouldn't have lied to his grandfather. Otherwise, his grandfather wouldn't have been so anxious to attack his heart and suffer from such a serious illness.

In front of his ailing grandfather, any amount of unspeakable secrets was nothing.

Grandfather should be really disappointed in him, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't be this angry.

Mrs. Xia looked at him, wishing he would say more, but his character was always so reserved that he could not justify what he had done.

He was never good at making excuses, so he let go of his aunt's hand and pushed his wheelchair to Grandpa's bedside, wiping away the saliva that dripped from the corner of Grandpa's mouth while holding a handkerchief. Grandpa Gu dodged it, he was still conscious, but not clear, and was still angry with the grandson that he had always valued the most.

He put down his handkerchief in silence, turned, and walked out of the room.

Mrs. Xia watched him leave and turned to her father, who was already slowly closing his eyes.

She went to the window and stood there for a long time before she saw Jung in his wheelchair in the courtyard below.

The person following him was still Rong Qi, the same person that Lord Rong had sent over. The old man had basically given his direct descendants to him. He understood what the old man was hinting at, but things were not as they had been in the past.

Perhaps, after today, Jung was no longer the same Jung that he used to be.

Mrs. Xia's nose was sour, her eyes were red, and the man in the yard seemed to feel something and turned to look up at the window.

Even from such a distance, Mrs. Xia couldn't see anything. She still felt as if she had seen the child's guilt and unwillingness.

She turned around to call her father. ”Father …”

With a sigh, Old Master Rong slowly opened his eyes.

Since the company had already made arrangements, it was inconvenient for Jiang Fangyi to show himself. Thus, he directly went to the hospital and guarded the old man.

She had planned things out well in her heart. This old man had always been pressing down on her body like a mountain, causing her to not dare to act rashly and recklessly.

Now that the mountain had collapsed, but the dust had yet to settle. She had to wait here for the results, then tell the old man that the Rong family and the Rong family that he valued the most in his life had all failed.

The Rong family was hers, and Rong En was nothing. There was no one who could be happier celebrating his defeat than this kind of face-to-face declaration.

This was simply the best gift she could give herself.

The sister-in-law was not there, only Uncle Rong guarding the old man's sickbed. When Jiang Fangyi walked in, Uncle Rong nodded and called her ”Madam”.

In the past, Jiang Fangyi had been able to control himself and maintain a calm appearance with these henchmen. But now, Jiang Fangyi could no longer hold himself back as she pulled over a chair and sat beside the old man's bed, looking at the old man whose mouth was crooked and eyes were closed in annoyance. She did not seem to care and instead asked Uncle Rong about something in a very good mood.

”You were always by his side when he met with trouble. Tell me, Uncle Rong, is it true that he can no longer be humane?”