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Jiang Shanghao slowly walked in. Although his expression remained inscrutable, the furrowed brows gave him an imposing presence without any anger. He stood firm and let his gaze casually sweep over Madam Jiang's face, his voice resonant, "What are you doing surrounding my sworn brother? Disperse at once!"
"Yes!" The group of guards immediately complied, putting away their weapons and standing at attention to salute.
Madam Jiang was naturally furious, her beautiful eyes wide open, and her crimson lips slightly trembling. "Shaohao, what are you doing? They have detained our grandson here. I just came to take him back. Why can't you fulfill my wish?"
Jiang Shanghao cast a faint glance at her. After decades of marriage, he understood her determination to see things through. Now that it had come to this point, she would not back down easily. He turned his gaze to Nan Wan, forcing a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Brother Nan, how about handing over my grandson?"
Nan Wan scoffed, "I thought you were here for something important, but it turns out you're just here to demand someone. So let me say it again: Yating entrusted me to help her recognize her roots after learning about her background. She doesn't want any connection with your Jiang Family and certainly doesn't want to hand her child over to you for upbringing, letting that child suffer the same fate as hers."
Jiang Shanghao's brows tightened further. Yating had already severed ties with him?! He looked at Madam Jiang with sharp eyes, seemingly blaming her for controlling and being indifferent towards Yating all those years. He sighed and said, "Then where is Yating now? I want to see her."
Nan Wan laughed derisively, "General Jiang, don't you know your daughter has passed away?"
"What?!" Jiang Shanghao was indeed unaware and was taken aback, looking at Madam Jiang with a sharper gaze. "Why didn't you tell me!" Suddenly realizing, he exclaimed, "So you came here not because someone detained Yating but to snatch away the child she just gave birth to!"
This was the first time he spoke so harshly to her in front of so many people; naturally, she felt resentful. Her fair complexion flushed slightly as she replied, "So what? She is our daughter after all. What's wrong with me coming to take back my grandson?"
"You claim she is your daughter now, but how did you treat her before! I only treated her that way because of what I heard from you. Do you think her death has nothing to do with us? On the contrary, we indirectly caused her demise." Jiang Shanghao felt a wave of sorrow wash over him as he recalled Jiang Yating's obedience and understanding. It was only at this moment that he could remember the good times with his daughter; however, it was too late now. They had committed such sins and would ultimately have to pay for them.
Seeing the disagreement between the two, Nan Wan raised his hand to dismiss the guards. Remembering their past brotherhood, he didn't want to see this couple continue arguing and advised, "Enough! You two should stop fighting. Let's have dinner together here and discuss things calmly."
Madam Jiang saw that Nan Wan had given her an opportunity and took it gracefully. She lifted her well-defined chin and spoke clearly, "Alright then, thank you, Brother Nan."
Cheng Mosu slowly exhaled, finally seeing a glimmer of hope for a peaceful resolution. Her bright eyes dimmed slightly as she prepared to return to her room, but she was called back by Nan Wan, who said, “Cheng Mosu, stay and have dinner with us. After all, Yating entrusted that child to you, and you have a responsibility to discuss this with us.”
Madam Jiang gasped, her crimson Fingertips intertwined. The bright moonlight illuminated the white carpet, resembling a layer of late frost. However, she was too agitated to notice its purity and stared directly at Cheng Mosu, saying, “How could Yating possibly entrust that child to you? She hates you the most. Don’t think you can deceive me.”
Cheng Mosu quietly gazed at her until Madam Jiang faltered under her clear gaze. Then Cheng Mosu spoke softly, “I think Miss Jiang hates not me, but you. Without you, she could grow up normally and happily without having to run around for the interests of your Jiang Family, unable even to choose her own happiness. Compared to me, isn’t it easier for her to resent you as her mother?”
Madam Jiang opened her mouth, wanting to say something more but was pulled back by Jiang Shanghao, who sternly said, “Let’s eat first; we can discuss this after dinner!”
He intended to ease the atmosphere with dinner, but unexpectedly, the conversation at the table became even more heated. Nan Wan sighed and served Cheng Mosu a piece of fish, saying, “Cheng Mosu, try this; it’s very delicious and has no bones.”
Cheng Mosu nodded and began to chew slowly. The candle on the table emitted a soft glow, and her delicate fingers rested on the pure white tablecloth, almost blending into the dazzling white. Meanwhile, Madam Jiang raised her voice further, “Alright, I’m done eating; can I take my Grandson home now?”
Cheng Mosu looked up at her, and she met Cheng Mosu’s gaze. Although their eyes met gently, it ignited a sense of tension and conflict between them. With a faint smile, she replied, “Madam Jiang, you might not remember well. Miss Jiang entrusted the child to me before she passed away; it has nothing to do with you.”
“Humph! Who can guarantee that what you say is true? Right, Shaohao?” She tried to pull in an ally but found that Jiang Shanghao was focused on his meal and remained silent. Frustrated, she added, “If this continues, I’ll have no choice but to go to the police station for mediation.”
A smile gently lifted the corners of Cheng Mosu Rose-Colored Lips. She usually didn’t involve herself in such matters, but this was significant; she couldn’t stand by idly. Suddenly remembering Shaoyi’s pitch-black eyes calmed her heart like the tranquility of night. She slowly said, “Madam Jiang, do you really want me to spell it out for you?”
Seeing Madam Jiang’s confused expression, she smiled and continued, “There is evidence that Miss Jiang severed ties with you and returned to her roots. In a few days, you can check the family tree of Aisin Gioro Yunqi. If she has reverted to her original surname, then she has no connection with you whatsoever. However, her child is Shaoyi’s; Shaoyi is my husband. Naturally, I should take care of this child. As for you, Madam Jiang, if you want to involve the police for mediation, feel free; in the end, it won’t be me who ends up embarrassed—it will be you.”
Madam Jiang was left speechless by her remarks and forgot about maintaining her composure and dignity as she prepared to shout angrily but was pulled back by Jiang Shanghao. Staring blankly at her husband, she heard him coldly utter two words: “Go home!”
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