"Second Uncle, have you always been useless?" Song Jinyan didn't mince his words.
"You..." Song Jiaming was so angry he nearly fainted. "Get lost, get lost!"
"I'll leave once I'm done asking questions." Song Jinyan shifted his stance, one hand in his pocket as he demanded, "I want to know the truth about your crippled legs."
Song Jiaming nearly fell from his wheelchair.
"Everyone knows Su Xuewen caused my leg injury."
"I know, but what I want to know is why Su Xuewen wanted to harm you?" Initially, it was mere curiosity, an instinctual feeling that something wasn't right. Over the years, he'd arranged private investigations but found no truth due to Su Xuewen's c*nning methods. Now, with Zhou Hengyang becoming Su Xuewen's son-in-law, Song Jinyan sensed an opportunity.
