Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi
As Yu Gangan spoke, she moved her body slightly and stared into Elder Jiang’s eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that? You’re not planning to get revenge because you think I framed your grandson, right?” she asked.
Elder Jiang’s expression sunk, “Do I seem like such an unreasonable person??”
Yu Gangan replied seriously, “Yes.”
Elder Jiang was angry. Pointing his finger to the door, he said, “Get out. Leave right away. You’re not allowed in this house ever again.”
“If I leave just because you tell me to, how humiliating would that be for me?” Yu Gangan smiled sweetly as she lifted the man’s hand. “Not only will I not leave, I am going to slowly check your pulse and see if you have any chance of dying from anger.”
The depressed old man didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as he scoffed.
His face turned dark as charcoal. On the surface, he appeared to be angry, but, he did not brush Yu Gangan’s hand away.
A moment later, Yu Gangan retrieved her hand and said with a smile, “Not bad. Your old body is relatively healthy. You won’t be dying from anger any time soon. I need to hurry and tell Jiang Qi so she can stop worrying about you. She was crying all the way home today. I was afraid she was going to faint from crying.”
Elder Jiang suddenly whispered gently, “Xiao Qi is a good child. It’s a shame she’s a girl.”
This was the grandchild that he actually got along with the best. Moreover, she was considerate and he loved her the most.
It was a shame that she was a girl and she was still young. Otherwise, he would definitely hand Jiang Corporation over to her.
Yu Gangan fell silent and stopped arguing with the old man.
But, Elder Jiang was not quite accustomed to this. As he stared at Yu Gangan he asked curiously, “Why aren’t you arguing back this time?”
“You’re right, why should I argue with you? Am I that unreasonable?”
This time, Elder Jiang copied Yu Gangan’s expression and tone, “Yes.”
Yu Gangan sighed, “…”
“If that child’s character balanced with Jiang Qi’s, how good would that be?” Elder Jiang suddenly murmured as a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.
Yu Gangan turned and looked behind her. A calligraphy painting that read, ‘A peaceful family flourishes’, hung on the wall. The brush strokes danced across the paper magnificently. With one glance, it was obvious that this was the work of a famous calligrapher.
These words had an extraordinary meaning.
The child that Elder Jiang was referring to, was likely Jiang Baian.
Jiang Qi was too soft, and Jiang Baian was too rough. If the two balanced each other out, it would indeed be a good thing.
Yu Gangan actually understood Elder Jiang’s sadness.
Jiang Baian was his grandson after all.
When her grandfather was still alive, he often hated the fact that her elder uncle wasn’t more reliable. But, he only scolded the man a little and never really did anything to him.
“Have you heard of a Beijing opera called, ‘Beat the dog’?” Elder Jiang asked.
Yu Gangan shook her head; she never listened to Beijing opera.
“That opera is about a pair of estranged brothers. The older brother has no money to celebrate the new year because he’s poor, so he asks his younger brother to lend him some money. But, the younger brother chooses to treat his friends to dinner instead of lending the money to his brother. Fortunately, the younger brother’s wife is kindhearted, so when she sees her husband being disloyal and wasting his time partying with his trashy friends, she plots a scheme against him. She kills a dog, dresses it up like a human, and tells her husband that she killed a person. When her husband hears this, he is overcome with fear and goes to ask his friends for help. But, not only do they not help, they even blackmail him. They tell him that he either gives them money or they report the couple to the police for murder.”