Senior Master Xie knew the temperament of his old wife well.
Soft-hearted, easily swayed.
It must have been Xie Motong who manipulated his wife and made her give away his younger daughter's inheritance.
He despised Xie Motong this point.
So greedy.
Such a granddaughter disgusted him more than if she didn't exist.
And his son, he had become unbearable lately.
An adult man of many years, aimless, spending every day with dubious friends, living in a drunken haze.
If he were not capable but kind-hearted, it might be forgivable.
But he turned out to be petty and short-sighted, lusting after the small amount he had to inherit, no filial piety to speak of.
With a son like that, what could he do except to bring him shame?
This exasperating family should be evicted as soon as possible, he felt repulsed at the mere sight of them.
