Jiang Li seemed to have anticipated this answer and squinted, smiling slightly.
"Like this, everything will be much easier to handle."
As she spoke, she took his hand and looked towards Jiang Zhao Yuan, "Grandfather, what do you think?"
Jiang Zhao Yuan looked at Jiang Cheng, who couldn't stop sobbing, and in a daze, he saw again the way he had looked when he first came to the Jiang Family.
He was already six years old, yet he was not as tall as a four-year-old child, his body skinny to the point of being just skin and bones.
Hiding behind others, he only dared to observe people timidly with his eyes.
The clothes on his body were ragged and emitted an unpleasant smell, even his pants were open-crotch.
He exclaimed at the misfortune and immediately hugged the child to his chest.
It had been over a decade since then.
Over these years, he had watched as Jiang Cheng was nourished into a plump and tall young man, even taller than his peers.
