Attached to the Jiang Family

That day, Lin Li woke up early again. After finishing breakfast, Jiang Shuqin came downstairs.

With a puzzled expression, she asked, "Li'er, it's only eight o'clock. Where are you going?"

"Mom," Lin Li forced a smile and replied, "I need to go to school. There's something I have to take care of."

Jiang Shuqin frowned. "What kind of school matter requires you to leave so early and come back so late every day?"

"It's a computer-related problem that needs research and solving," Lin Li made up an excuse.

"I see."

Jiang Shuqin didn't doubt his words and only reminded him, "Then, Li'er, try to come back early. Tonight, I'll cook for you myself."

"Alright."

Without delay, Lin Li left the house and drove straight to the Jiang residence.

As soon as he stepped out of the car, he ran into Jiang Manting.

Even now, Jiang Yutong still couldn't bring herself to hate Lin Li, barely exchanging more than a few words with him.

Jiang Manting, however, had a slightly better impression of him.

Over the past few days, Lin Li had been diligently staying by her grandfather's side, telling him stories about her aunt. She had seen it all.

No matter what Lin Li's motives were for approaching the Jiang family, he was still her cousin and had genuinely contributed to her grandfather's recovery.

"Big cousin," Lin Li greeted Jiang Manting.

"Mmm," Jiang Manting nodded. "Thank you for taking care of Grandpa. You've worked hard."

"It's nothing," Lin Li shook his head. "I'm just doing this in place of Mom, to fulfill her filial duty toward Grandpa."

"I'm sorry, big cousin. Even after all these days, I still haven't been able to convince Mom to come see Grandpa. Every time I bring it up, she gets furious," Lin Li added.

Of course, everything he said was just to deceive Jiang Manting.

The only time he had ever tried persuading Jiang Shuqin was the day she met Jiang Manting. After that, he never mentioned it again.

He planned to keep his interactions with the Jiang family a secret for as long as possible.

Even if Jiang Shuqin found out later, he had excuses ready to placate her.

But for now, he couldn't tell her—otherwise, she would definitely stop him from contacting the Jiangs.

"Cousin, it's not your fault. This is a matter between the older generation. It has nothing to do with you," Jiang Manting said.

"Mmm," Lin Li nodded. He glanced at the time. "Cousin, it's getting late. I should go keep Grandpa company now."

"Alright," Jiang Manting agreed.

Lin Li left.

Jiang Yutong, standing not far away, curled her lips in disdain. "So fake. What an act."

Jiang Manting sighed helplessly. "Yutong, why do you dislike Li'er so much?"

"Instinct," Jiang Yutong added. "A woman's intuition."

"Big sis, you should be careful. That Lin Li is no good," Jiang Yutong warned.

"Fine, I got it," Jiang Manting replied with a resigned nod.

Meanwhile, Lin Li entered Grandpa Jiang's room, intending to continue talking about Jiang Shuqin.

"Grandpa, Mom, she—" Lin Li began.

But Grandpa Jiang was already staring at him with a complicated expression.

So this was Jiang Shuqin's son?

Grandpa Jiang frowned. Why did he feel like Lin Li looked nothing like Jiang Shuqin?

And why did he feel no sense of closeness toward him?

Grandpa Jiang thought of Lin Xuan. He had only seen Lin Xuan once, on the day he lost consciousness. Even with his eyes closed, he had felt an overwhelming familiarity and connection with Lin Xuan.

Lin Li didn't notice that Grandpa Jiang had already regained his senses.

"Your name is Lin Li?" Grandpa Jiang suddenly spoke.

Lin Li quickly turned to him, eyes bright with excitement. "Grandpa, you've recovered?"

"Yes," Grandpa Jiang nodded.

"That's right, I'm Lin Li, Jiang Shuqin's son," Lin Li replied, barely containing his excitement.

He had been worried that his stories about Jiang Shuqin wouldn't be enough.

But now, Grandpa Jiang had truly regained his senses!

Surely, the entire Jiang family would be grateful to him now!

"Does your mother not mind you coming here to help me?" Grandpa Jiang asked with a conflicted expression.

"Mom doesn't like it," Lin Li admitted, pursing his lips. "But I wanted to fulfill her filial duty toward you, especially since your health hasn't been good."

"You're a good child," Grandpa Jiang nodded. "Regardless, I appreciate your efforts these past few days."

"It's nothing," Lin Li shook his head. "I was just doing what I should."

Grandpa Jiang studied Lin Li with a frown.

On the surface, Lin Li seemed kind—but could Jiang Shuqin really have raised such a well-behaved child?

Jiang Manting and Jiang Yutong were still on their way to work when they received a call from a Jiang family servant.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Manting asked.

The servant's voice was brimming with excitement. "Miss, the old master has regained consciousness today!"

"What?" Jiang Manting's eyes widened. "You mean… Grandpa has recovered?"

"Yes," the servant confirmed cheerfully. "He's fully awake now."

"That's wonderful!"

Overwhelmed with joy, Jiang Manting turned the car around and drove back to the Jiang family villa.

As she stepped out, Jiang Yutong arrived as well.

The sisters entered the villa together.

"Grandpa!" Jiang Manting's eyes welled up with tears. "You're finally alright."

Grandpa Jiang chuckled. "Don't worry, this old bones aren't going anywhere just yet."

Jiang Manting turned to Lin Li gratefully. "Thank you, cousin. If it weren't for you, Grandpa wouldn't have recovered so soon."

The butler seemed hesitant to speak.

Jiang Yutong frowned deeply.

Lin Li had actually succeeded.

"Grandpa," Lin Li said, "since you're better now, I should get going."

"Wait," Grandpa Jiang stopped him. "Now that you're here, stay for dinner."

"Alright."

A glint of triumph flashed in Lin Li's eyes.

He had truly managed to latch onto the Jiang family's influence!

Su Hua might be wealthy and powerful, even more so than the Jiangs, but Lin Xuan was nothing more than her plaything—nothing compared to becoming a Jiang family heir.

Lin Xuan, oh Lin Xuan…

I took away the Lin family's affection for you, and now, I'll take your identity as Jiang Liangjun's grandson too.

Before, he had only been an adopted son of the Lin family—a fact that would eventually come to light. But he wasn't worried.

Lin Xuan had never had any connection with the Jiang family. What kind of familial bond could they possibly have with him?

Meanwhile, he had helped Grandpa Jiang regain his senses, making him the Jiang family's savior. With his skills, their affection for him would only grow deeper.

Even if his true identity were exposed later, he would still be considered a Jiang family grandson.

And more than that—

After the incident that left him emasculated, many people had looked down on him, even mocking him to his face.

But once he secured the Jiang family's backing, those same people would be scrambling to curry favor with him.

At this thought, Lin Li couldn't help but smirk.

That afternoon, Lin Li accompanied Grandpa Jiang for a walk outside. He supported the old man attentively, constantly checking on his well-being with warm concern.

Coming toward them was another elderly man—dressed sharply in a suit, exuding vigor, with a group of bodyguards trailing behind him.

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Goodnight.

Tomorrow, back to the grind.

Ugh.