Watching Mr. Jiang's receding figure, Jiang Yashuang turned his head and looked at his wife and said, "My grandfather..."

"The good thing is that Lang'er is fine." Qiu Yelan, with her eyes drifting, said lightly, "Even though we can spare the real culprit, we still need to find out who he is. Otherwise, who knows whether he will hurt us again or not?"

She didn't care about the promise she made to He Shuijin because it was a matter of her son's life and death, and ...