Jiang Weishang didn't mind explaining the matter in front of Jiang Yao and Jiang Li. He raised his chin slightly to signal her to speak: "How do you plan to solve it? Are you still planning to use Jiang Xianrou's imprisonment to force him to help you solve it?"
"I..." Tang Wanru's face was pale and she almost had no place to stand in front of Mr. Jiang.
In fact, Tang Wanru got the news last night. She confronted Jiang Zongnan immediately. After Jiang Zongnan got furious, she apologized tearfully and begged Jiang Zongnan to help her nephew. After Jiang Zongnan refused, she knelt down in front of him and talked about Jiang Xianrou.
Jiang Zongnan finally agreed to help her.
She didn't go to drink water with her friends today. Instead, Tang Yang's mother found her, and a group of relatives at home said that the police had come to their house to inquire about Tang Yang's whereabouts and asked her to help use their connections.
Tang Wanru remembered how she agreed without hesitation and how she calmly accepted the envy and gratitude of all her relatives.
All these helped her gradually regain the satisfaction she once felt when she was praised by the wealthy ladies in Beijing.
However, when Jiang Weishang questioned her word by word, the slight sense of vanity she got from her relatives and the blood in her body quickly cooled down.
She opened her mouth, but her throat could hardly make any sound, but tears flowed down first: "...Dad, he is my nephew after all, he didn't want to, he didn't mean it."
This is what she said to Jiang Zongnan last night. She hugged Jiang Zongnan's thighs and cried, saying that Tang Yang didn't mean it, he just wanted to stand out.
"So you know how many people he has killed?" Jiang Weishang's sharp eyes almost saw through the ignorance and hypocrisy behind her tears.
Tang Wanru's face turned pale. She opened her mouth but couldn't say anything this time. Jiang Weishang looked at Jiang Zongnan and asked in a disappointed tone, "What about you? Do you know how many people her nephew has killed?"
“I…” Jiang Zongnan felt as if he had been slapped in the face by the old man in front of his two sons, and all his dignity as a father and a man was swept to the ground and crushed.
Jiang Weishang reported a number, his majestic old face was extremely cold: "This is the current number. If more people are affected in the future, this number will increase. Do you know what each number represents?"
“It’s a family.”
"Well said, it's a family." Jiang Weishang slammed the table fiercely and asked him angrily, "Then how dare you call Nian Nian and Wang Chuan? What do you want to do? Ah! Do you want to cover up the sky with one hand and let these people and the countless families they represent suffer injustice? Who do you think you are! How dare you do this?"
Jiang Weishang was so angry that Jiang Li hurried over to rub his back and whispered, "Grandpa, calm down."
Jiang Weishang's expression looked a little better, but he still looked unhappy when he looked at the couple.
"You divorced more than a year ago but didn't leave home. I turned a blind eye to it because I thought that she didn't discipline Jiang Xianrou well, but she raised Jiang Yao and Jiang Li well. You are willing to let her cheat on you, and as a father, I have nothing to say..."
"Dad!" Jiang Zongnan was in great pain and couldn't believe that his father would say such a thing.
"Dad." Tang Wanru was also at a loss. Not to mention pleading for Tang Yang, she couldn't even save herself.