Father Huang withdrew his arm. Jiang Wangya's face stiffened, but she quickly adjusted her emotions.
"Xiaoyan, you speak as well," Father Huang said, his tone noticeably softer when addressing Huang Xiaoyan.
Huang Xiaoyan lowered her head, remaining silent for a long time before quietly saying, "Whatever you think is what it is. You've never believed my answers anyway."
Hearing this, Father Huang felt even more guilt welling up inside.
He didn't press Huang Xiaoyan any further. Instead, he turned to the servants, "You all, speak!"
Jiang Wangya, anxious, subtly signaled to them with her eyes.
Father Huang, observing her closely, noticed her movements. His face darkened completely.
By now, how could he not realize this was Jiang Wangya's scheme?
He had spent years in the business world and could now see through Jiang Wangya's true nature. If he still couldn't recognize it, he would be a fool.
