Wen Xia barely squeezed out a smile, "Regarding this matter, it's not our place to say much. Whatever decision Grand Uncle makes, we'll go with that."
No one else expressed an opinion.
Having just delivered speech that was too sanctimonious, Ding Yuehua now found herself without a foothold to continue the argument.
Jiang Yaowang glanced at everyone, his wise eyes already penetrating everything.
He said," I'll leave it at that. However you all usually live your lives, just carry on as you were."
Ding Yuehua was very upset, murmuring in a low voice, "I need to wash my hands."
Jiang Cheng stood up and followed her.
"Don't follow me." Once outside the private room, Ding Yuehua shook off his hand.
"Didn't you just agree that what Dad said was right? He didn't do this for any personal gain." Jiang Cheng somewhat approved of his father's approach.
