"Chengnan, Chengnan," Tan Hongyan, seeing the old patriarch say this, placed her last hope on Chen Chengnan.
Chen Chengnan reluctantly glanced at Tan Hongyan and said gravely, "I will follow my father's arrangement."
Upon hearing this, Tan Hongyan collapsed to the ground, her face pale. In just a few short minutes, Chen Jingtian's fate was decided.
"Chengnan, come to my room. I have something to tell you," the Chen family's old patriarch said, as he got up and walked toward the back courtyard.
Chen Chengnan supported the elder slowly to the back courtyard, and after reaching the old man's room, he personally brewed a cup of tea for him.
"Chengnan, tell me the truth, what are your actual thoughts on this matter?" the Chen family's old patriarch asked.
After hearing the old patriarch's words, Chen Chengnan remained silent, but his tightly furrowed brows and clenched fists betrayed his inner turmoil.
