Shen Wan's peaceful days didn't last too long because—
Suddenly, Shen Zongming returned home.
In the afternoon, Shen Wan received a summons to the study. Strictly speaking, it marked the first occasion she had a one-on-one conversation with her grandfather, Old Master Shen.
"Grandfather."
"Do you know what people are saying about the Shen family in public?"
Shen Wan shook her head, her gaze calm.
Facing Shen Chunjiang, she could play soft and submissive to gain his sympathy, but facing Shen Zongming, she knew that wouldn't work. She had to stand strong; otherwise, she would be at his mercy.
Because her grandfather's resolve was even stronger and more unyielding than her father's.
At this moment, Shen Wan appeared outwardly gentle, but there was a glint of stubbornness in her eyes. She was like a swaying plant in the wind, holding onto the soil firmly, with her stem straight.
