"Madam Jiang, you can come to see your daughter and grandson, but what do you think of these guards you've brought? Where do they place me?" Even someone as worldly as Nan Wan was now enraged, staring directly into Madam Jiang's eyes.
"Hmph, you have unlawfully detained my daughter and grandson, so of course I need these guards to deal with you!" Madam Jiang did not hold back either; her beautiful eyes radiated a thin layer of anger. She could not care less about maintaining her image; she had to get the child back in order to control Shangguan Shaoyi.
This was not just a matter of child custody; it was a war between the Shangguan Family and the Jiang Family.
Nan Wan smiled coldly and said, "It seems you truly disregard the bond between me and your husband."
Madam Jiang fell silent for a moment, her elegant brows slightly furrowed. "Yes, all I want now is to take my grandson back."
"Fine." Nan Wan snapped her fingers, and rows of Black-clad Henchmen surged in from all directions. "Since you don't care about our bond, then I won't either. I'm curious to see whether your guards are more formidable or if my subordinates are more daring!"
Feng Yin was frightened; it was clear that a fight was about to break out. She bit her lip, unable to think of any solution at that moment, and turned back to the room to tell Cheng Mosu everything she had witnessed. Cheng Mosu was startled but quickly composed herself. The only person who could resolve this predicament and save her and the child was one person…
She calmed her gaze and said, "Feng Yin, go call Shaoyi and tell him there's trouble here. Ask him to come quickly."
"Yes!" Feng Yin's face lit up with joy. Although Cheng Mosu's expression showed no change, she knew this was a sign that the young lady intended to reconcile with Shangguan Shaoying. She hurriedly ran out, feeling somewhat uplifted.
Cheng Mosu let out a long breath. She had promised Jiang Yating to take good care of this child and vowed not to hand the child over to Madam Jiang, so she could not stand by idly. Looking at her own beautiful reflection in the mirror, she felt that something had changed while other things remained the same.
She slowly descended the stairs, and the tense atmosphere below began to ease slightly. This was her first time meeting Madam Jiang, and she was naturally surprised by Madam Jiang's beauty and charm at first glance. She smiled lightly, and Madam Jiang clearly noticed her as well; she narrowed her eyes slightly and said with a smile, "You must be Madam Ruan? Not sharing life and death with Ruan Yu but living in the Nan Family doing something—have you become Mrs. Nan now?"
"Hmph, you look human enough, yet your words are so crude." Nan Wan snorted coldly, ignoring the hostility in Madam Jiang's speech. She knew that Madam Jiang was deliberately trying to provoke Cheng Mosu, and at such a young age, Cheng Mosu might easily fall for it and waver in her resolve.
Cheng Mosu smiled lightly and slowly walked in front of Madam Jiang, looking at the vibrant peony embroidery on her clothing. She gradually shifted her Water-colored Eyes away, remaining neither angry nor agitated. "Madam Jiang, you might not have a good eye. I do resemble Ruan Shaoshuai's wife, Su Ling, to some extent, but I am Cheng Mosu. Naturally, I do not need to live and die with Ruan Yu. I have not questioned you about why you married your daughter to my husband, nor have I argued with you about the main wife and the concubine. Yet you come to accuse me of some nonsensical matters. Isn't that a bit laughable?"
This girl certainly knew how to speak, but she had indeed heard reports from the Southern Gang's informants confirming that Su Ling was Cheng Mosu. However, she could not expose Cheng Mosu in front of her to avoid revealing her own informant's activities.
Cheng Mosu's Rose-Colored Lips were adorned with a gentle smile, and her voice was exceptionally soft. However, the determination in her tone caught Madam Jiang off guard. "As for Uncle Nan, he is a good friend of my deceased father. I came to stay at my uncle's house for a while, yet Madam Jiang thinks of it as such a relationship. Is your deceased daughter also 'Madam Nan'? Besides, Uncle Nan acts with integrity, unlike some people who are treacherous and cunning. Madam Jiang, do not judge a gentleman by the standards of a petty person."
"What a clever little girl," Madam Jiang replied coldly with a smile. "However, having the upper hand in words does not mean much; I must take my daughter's child away."
"Who says Miss Yating is your daughter? She has clearly severed ties with the Jiang Family," Uncle Nan interjected.
Nan Wanyang raised his Lip Corners and added, "That's right; Yating is utterly disappointed in you. Although you raised her, you gave her no affection and treated her merely as a tool. After learning about her origins, she left you. By the way, she has entrusted me to help her reclaim her roots. In just a couple of days, she will be able to revert to her original surname 'Aisin Gioro Yunqi.' You should stop clinging to this matter."
Madam Jiang was momentarily speechless; this was the first time she found herself at a loss for words. Cheng Mosu glanced at her and smiled. "As for what you mentioned about Grandson, you have no daughter; where would there be any Grandson? You seem quite delusional; perhaps you should visit a hospital to check on your health before something serious happens." She surveyed the soldiers standing like pines around them. "Aren't you going to escort your Commander's wife back? If she truly falls ill, I wonder how you'll explain it to General Jiang!"
The soldiers exchanged glances; through the earlier conversation, they had roughly understood the situation and realized that taking someone now would be disrespectful. Moreover, the person opposite them was Nan Wan, the leader of Shanghai Nanbang. They had no intention of causing conflict with him; if it weren't for Madam Jiang insisting they come, they certainly wouldn't have wanted to.
"Madam," the leading squad leader stepped forward upon seeing the situation unfold. "In my opinion, we should retreat first or communicate with the Commander before taking action. After all..."
"What? Can't I command you anymore?! Your Commander has instructed that seeing me is like seeing him; my orders are his orders! Do you dare disobey?" She scanned the area, causing the soldiers to look away into the distance and remain silent.
Nan Wan chuckled coldly. "So Madam Jiang hasn't even discussed this with General Jiang before bringing troops to invade private property and attempting to damage my relationship with General Jiang? Truly the most venomous woman's heart."
"You can say what you want; after all, I can't argue against you." Madam Jiang had initially been confident but had to change her strategy upon encountering Cheng Mosu unexpectedly. However, having come this far, there was no turning back. She looked at Cheng Mosu and Nan Wan with a fierce smile and ordered, "Go! Capture these two!"
The Black-clad Henchmen of Nan Wan stepped forward, each exuding a fierce killing intent, protecting Cheng Mosu and Nan Wan behind them.
Someone shouted, "Commander! The Commander has arrived!"
Everyone's gaze turned to the figure at the door. Jiang Shanghao walked in with firm steps, his expression serious, leaving others unable to guess his thoughts.
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