Panic struck Ming Ansheng. He flew forward and held onto the old man.
Ming Zhongsheng immediately let out a breath thereafter.
Ming Ansheng heaved a sigh of relief. He frowned at the old man and was afraid that he would make him faint from anger, so he used a soft approach. "Xinyi plotted the death of Grandmother Wang, is that the same?"
He paused before continuing, "Did you hear the words Tang Feiling scolded Yueyue with?"
Disgust flashed across Ming Ansheng's eyes. His annoyance and disgust towards that woman were indescribable. "She's just ruining the Ming reputation."
"You still have to marry her," Ming Zhongsheng stated. "Your marriage is written in stone. You can't change it."
He then put his hands behind his back and glanced at Ming Ansheng. He continued coldly. "I can foresee that the Tang family will demand an explanation anytime soon. Did you really think you have resolved the matter after temporarily settling it?"
