"This..."
Zhang Yuanzhan looked at Zhang Hongyuan, who was kneeling before him, and was stunned.
This is...
What happened?
He did not know what had happened.
But he knew that unless some calamitous disaster had struck, his proud and haughty nephew would never kneel before him—a nearly worthless person who almost brought calamity upon the Zhang Family.
"It seems that my son-in-law has come to fetch me."
Next to Zhang Yuanzhan, the elderly woman swept a cold glance over Zhang Hongyuan kneeling on the ground, her expression icy.
She was not originally a Zhang by birth, and given the Zhang Family's attitude during that incident five years ago, she had no sense of belonging to this merciless family.
If it weren't for her husband's persistent thoughts about the Zhang Family, she would have left long ago.
"Second aunt! You're a reasonable person, you can't just watch the Zhang Family be destroyed like this!!!"
