"It's not a wise thing to go against us," Jiang Zhen swirled the wine glass in his hand. "Grandpa was extremely infuriated by the Cheng family's disagreement."
Zhao Weisheng squinted his eyes. "I see. Since his son, Jiang Chao, refused to work as he wanted, Jiang Shan placed his bet on the Cheng family. He went to them because his own heir refused to partake in such nonsense."
Jiang Zhen narrowed his eyes. "And who do we have to thank that for? Isn't it you? If you hadn't brainwashed my stupid father, the Cheng would have been alive now."
Zhao Weisheng sneered at him.
