He Is My Grandson

Old Jiang snorted coldly, "Whether you were really passing by or not, you know the truth in your heart."

"And listen here, Old Man Su, don’t get too smug. So what if you’ve taken Lin Xuan as your god-grandson? Lin Xuan is my grandson—my own flesh and blood! My own!"

Grandpa Jiang emphasized repeatedly that Lin Xuan was his biological grandson.

Old Master Su chuckled. "You know what they say—the more someone lacks something, the more they insist on it. So what if he’s your biological grandson? If he doesn’t want to acknowledge you, it’s all for nothing, isn’t it?"

Hmph.

Lin Xuan was also his son-in-law.

Old Jiang probably had no idea that Lin Xuan had long been whisked away by his granddaughter, Su Hua.

If Old Jiang ever found out that Lin Xuan’s girlfriend was his granddaughter, Su Hua, he’d probably drop dead from anger.

Perfect. Just perfect.

Grandpa Jiang’s chest heaved with fury. That Old Man Su—could he go even a single day without provoking him?

"Old Man Su, don’t celebrate too soon. The blood ties between me and Lin Xuan can’t be erased. Sooner or later, he’ll acknowledge me."

Old Master Su remained utterly unruffled. "We’ll talk when that day comes."

"It’s getting late. I should head back now. Old Jiang, I wish you the best of luck in getting Lin Xuan to recognize you."

With those words, Old Master Su climbed into his car with a smug grin.

Grandpa Jiang watched his triumphant expression and itched to punch him.

Damn it.

This was infuriating.

There were still many guests inside, and Grandpa Jiang had to return to entertain them.

Jiang Manting spoke up. "Grandfather, I’ll go investigate what happened between Lin Xuan and the Lin Family."

"Good, go ahead." Grandpa Jiang nodded.

He, too, wanted to know about Lin Xuan’s past.

Lin Xuan was Jiang Shuqin’s son. He had never intended to meddle in Jiang Family affairs, but from what he’d heard from the guests and that outspoken man earlier, Lin Xuan had suffered greatly while living with the Lin Family.

That made it impossible for him not to care.

Now that Lin Xuan had severed ties with Jiang Shuqin, whether or not he brought Lin Xuan back into the family had nothing to do with her anymore.

Jiang Yutong said urgently, "Elder Sister, I’ll go with you to investigate."

"Alright." Jiang Manting agreed.

The two sisters left together.

Grandpa Jiang returned to the banquet hall.

At the Lin Family residence, all three Lin sisters were present.

Jiang Shuqin spoke in a cold, stern voice. "Explain yourself."

This was the first time she had ever addressed Lin Li with such frostiness.

On the way back, Lin Li had already prepared his excuse.

"Mom."

With a thud, Lin Li dropped to his knees.

"I’m sorry. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have taken it upon myself to approach the Jiang Family."

Lin Qingwan frowned. "Mom, what’s going on?"

Jiang Shuqin said grimly, "I am the daughter of the Jiang Family. Back then, your father and I fell in love, but my parents opposed our relationship. I ended up cutting ties with them."

"I told Lin Li about this, yet he went behind my back to cozy up to the Jiang Family, even letting them throw him a recognition banquet."

When Lin Xuan had first told her, she refused to believe it. She thought Lin Li knew how much she despised the Jiang Family—he wouldn’t dare approach them.

She had even gone to the Jiang Family’s banquet to confirm, afraid she might be misunderstanding him.

But it turned out Lin Li really was trying to get recognized by the Jiang Family!

Jiang Shuqin felt like a fool.

The three Lin sisters were stunned.

They had no idea their maternal grandfather was Jiang Liangjun, the head of the Jiang Family.

Lin Qingwan snapped out of it first. "Mom, could there be some misunderstanding?"

Jiang Shuqin remained silent.

Lin Qingwan turned to Lin Li. "Little Li, tell Mom why you approached the Jiang Family."

She trusted him.

Lin Li was the most filial, especially toward their mother—after all, she had been the one to take him in. He had never once disobeyed her.

So when Lin Qingwan heard about this, her first thought was that Lin Li must have had a good reason.

Jiang Shuqin pressed her lips together but said nothing.

Lin Qingwan urged, "Little Li, tell Mom the truth."

Lin Li kept his head lowered. "Mom, I went to the Jiang Family not for myself, but for the Lin Family."

"Lately, Tianmu Group has been expanding rapidly. I know very well that Lin Xuan founded it to target our family’s business. I thought if I could get close to the Jiang Family, they could become our backers."

"At first, the company was doing fine, so I didn’t interact with them much—just occasional visits. But after Lin Xuan bankrupted us, I had no choice but to increase my contact with the Jiang Family. I hoped that with their support, Dad could rebuild the Lin Family."

"I never expected the Jiang Family would throw a recognition banquet for me. I didn’t dare refuse—if they grew suspicious and investigated, they’d find out my identity, and then I wouldn’t be able to get their help for our family."

"Mom, I know we can’t just live off savings forever. You’ve been tightening your spending, and those high-society women keep looking down on you. I wanted our family business to thrive again. I didn’t want you to be belittled by anyone."

Lin Li spoke convincingly.

"I had no other choice but to rely on the Jiang Family to give you the life you deserve. I planned to confess everything to you after the banquet. I never expected this would blow up so suddenly."

Jiang Shuqin’s eyes reddened.

So Lin Li had done all this for her—for their family.

And she had doubted him, thinking he was just another social climber.

"Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have kept this from you." Lin Li bowed his head in remorse.

"Little Li." Jiang Shuqin pulled him into an embrace. "I’m sorry. I misjudged you."

She had always known Lin Li was the most filial. He would never betray her.

The three Lin sisters let out a collective sigh of relief now that the misunderstanding had been cleared.

"Mom, I’m sorry." Lin Li said guiltily. "Because of what happened today, any chance of reconciling with the Jiang Family is gone. I’ve ruined things for you."

"So what?" Jiang Shuqin scoffed. "Over twenty years ago, the Jiang Family threw me out over money. I stopped considering them family long ago."

"Even without today’s incident, I would never have gone back to them."

Lin Li clenched his fists.

If she didn’t return to the Jiang Family, how could he enjoy the wealth and status they offered?

But Jiang Shuqin was still too angry right now.

He couldn’t bring up reconciliation yet. He’d have to wait for the right opportunity.

"Little Li, stop kneeling. Get up."

Jiang Shuqin helped Lin Li to his feet, and they sat together on the sofa.

Her face was filled with remorse.

She wouldn’t doubt him so easily again.

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