Now, Su Hua had stopped concealing Lin Xuan's background, and the Jiang Family's intelligence network was highly efficient. In just an hour and a half, they had thoroughly investigated Lin Xuan's experiences in the Lin Family.
Jiang Yutong and Jiang Manting both wore heavy expressions.
"Sis, should we take these documents back to show Grandpa now?" Jiang Yutong asked.
"Yes, let's take them back," Jiang Manting nodded. "This will also let Grandpa see just how foolish Jiang Shuqin has been. The more disappointed he is with her, the less likely he’ll ever allow her back into the Jiang Family."
Jiang Yutong rubbed her arm.
Thank goodness Jiang Shuqin had left the Jiang Family. Otherwise, with an aunt like her, their entire household would never know peace.
What a relief!
If Jiang Shuqin had still been part of the Jiang Family when Starlight Group went bankrupt, she would have surely drained the family's resources to fill the financial hole.
And thank heavens Lin Xuan had cut ties with the Lin Family.
The way the Lin Family had treated him—if he had stayed, just thinking about it made her feel suffocated.
"Sis, the banquet is over now. I bet Grandpa is waiting at home for the investigation results. Let’s head back," Jiang Yutong said.
"Alright."
The two sisters returned to the Jiang Family residence.
At that moment, Grandpa Jiang was seated on the living room sofa.
"You're back," he said upon seeing them.
"Yes."
Jiang Yutong handed the documents to him.
"Grandpa, these are the findings from our investigation. Take a look."
Grandpa Jiang frowned deeply as he took the file and began flipping through it.
Every page detailed how Lin Xuan had been mistreated and cold-shouldered in the Lin Family.
Five people—Lin Chang and Jiang Shuqin, his biological parents, along with his three sisters, Lin Qingwan, Lin Qingyan, and Lin Qingxiu—had all treated him horribly.
While Lin Xuan was still part of the Lin Family, none of his closest relatives had ever shown him kindness.
They blamed him indiscriminately for every mistake.
Despite the Lin Family being wealthy, Lin Xuan had often gone hungry and underdressed, forced to work odd jobs just to scrape by.
Only after severing ties with the Lin Family did his life improve slightly.
Meanwhile, Lin Li, the adopted son, was showered with affection. Every member of the Lin Family doted on him, even scolding Lin Xuan repeatedly for his sake.
After finishing the documents, Grandpa Jiang slammed his hand on the table with a loud "thud."
"How foolish! Jiang Shuqin is utterly foolish!"
And those granddaughters of his—each one just as senseless!
Neglecting their own flesh and blood to spoil an adopted child.
No wonder Lin Xuan had cut ties with the Lin Family.
"Grandpa," Jiang Yutong pressed her lips together, her eyes filled with pity for Lin Xuan. "Now I finally understand why Xiao Xuan left the Lin Family… and why he doesn’t want to acknowledge us."
Having grown up in an orphanage, Xiao Xuan must have yearned deeply for familial love.
When he was brought back to the Lin Family, he must have hoped to finally receive the parental affection he’d longed for.
Instead, he was met with endless scorn and indifference.
His heart must have been shattered by such cruelty—that’s why he refuses to accept them now.
Jiang Manting spoke up, "Grandpa, Yutong, if we try to bring Xiao Xuan back now, he’ll likely refuse. It might even push him further away. I think we should take it slow, let him see that we genuinely care for him—unlike the Lin Family, who trampled all over his sincerity."
Grandpa Jiang nodded. "Very well, we’ll proceed as you suggest."
Jiang Yutong also agreed. "Sis, don’t worry. I’ll remember."
Grandpa Jiang sighed deeply. "It’s late now. Both of you, go wash up and rest."
He needed some time alone to process everything.
He retreated to his room on the second floor, closing the door behind him.
As he reflected on the day’s events, his eyes reddened.
Jiang Shuqin…
Grandpa Jiang wiped away the tears welling in his eyes.
Why even think of her now?
From now on, he would act as if he never had this daughter.
No matter what happened in the future, he would never spare her another thought.
The only one he pitied was Xiao Xuan—that poor child had suffered so much.
Had he known how Jiang Shuqin and Lin Chang had treated his grandson, he would have taken Lin Xuan in long ago.
Meanwhile, a stretch limousine Rolls-Royce glided down the road, drawing countless admiring glances.
A man in a modest Wuling minivan stared at the luxury car stopped at a traffic light ahead, eyes wide with awe.
"Is that Rolls-Royce a new model? It’s so sleek! Must cost a few million, right?" he marveled.
His friend in the passenger seat chuckled. "With a license plate like '8888'? A few million? Don’t insult it."
"That car’s worth at least fifty million."
"What? Fifty million?" The man’s jaw dropped in shock.
"Yep. If I’m not mistaken, it’s a high-end custom job. Ah, the rich are just on another level," his friend sighed.
"That one car could swallow up my lifetime earnings. Why are there so many wealthy people in this world, yet I’m not one of them?"
The driver nodded emphatically.
Exactly.
Why couldn’t he be one of the lucky ones?
The Rolls-Royce cruised through a bustling street lined with food stalls, crowded with people.
Su Hua’s gaze flickered at the lively scene. "Pull over," she ordered.
The driver braked and asked respectfully, "Miss, is something wrong?"
"Find a parking spot," she instructed.
Assuming she wanted to try some street food, the driver nodded. "Right away."
He parked along the roadside.
"Sweetheart, are you hungry?" Lin Xuan reached for the door handle. "Come on, I’ll treat you to something delicious."
Su Hua placed her hand over his.
"You’re right, I am hungry," she murmured, a sly smile curving her lips. "But it’s not street food I’m craving."
Lin Xuan frowned.
If not snacks, then what?
"Xuan, I didn’t get to have enough fun today," Su Hua whispered, her slender fingers trailing along his neck.
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
He understood now—his beloved wanted to devour him instead!
The driver and the butler coughed awkwardly.
Miss, they were still in the car! Was it really appropriate to say something so suggestive right in front of them?
Exchanging a glance, the two promptly opened their doors and stepped out.
They couldn’t possibly intrude on the young couple’s intimate moment.
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