Chiang Songhai was stunned, "Little?"
"Grandpa, don't you understand yet?" Chiang Xiao's face was cold, her voice also cold, she even felt her heart was cold. She had intended to try and persuade her grandfather, but in this moment, she suddenly didn't want to talk much. She simply said, "Even among relatives there is closeness and distance, and reciprocity is expected. In short, however they treat me, that's how I'll treat them."
If the people of the Old Chiang Family were good to them, she would naturally respect and cherish them, ready to rush out and defend their reputation.
But was such a family from the Old Chiang worth her doing that?
Her grandfather was injured like this and still trying to consider Chiang Baohe's feelings, what could she say?
Saying more was useless; it was better to just wait and see.
She would simply do as she wished.
