Zhong Sihan glared at Han Tian. "Why is your granddaughter speaking so much nonsense today!"
"The truth is nonsense to you?" Han Tian raised a brow. "Sihan, understand this. I also don't know what really transpired between you and Yuhang, but probably it's half-truth and half-lies, but whatever it is, you cannot continue being an ass anymore. And when I say ass, the kind of ass who is unnecessarily making things difficult."
"It's none of your business."
"It has become everyone's business now. Certainly your nephew's."
He looked at Zhong Anrui, hands behind his back. "I suggest you come clean, Mrs. Zhong. There is simply too much unnecessary hatred going on for years now. Just let it all come to a close now."
Zhong Heng faced her. "Mom, you don't have to feel pressured or threatened! I will deal with whatever evidence they have. They are all speaking nonsense!"
Zhong Anrui clenched her fists hard. She threw a bleak stare at Shui and then toward Zhong Sihan.
