Qin Chengxi was far more nervous than they were. Her body stiffened as she began to stutter out the words, “Grandpa, the whole thing was my fault; it had nothing to do with Mom and Dad. Please don’t be too hard on them.”

“Nothing to do with them?” Qin Xiaozhi fixed a dark look on Qin Wentao.

“Of course,” Qin Wentao insisted, though his gaze flickered. “Of course, it had nothing to do with us.”

Dong Yueyun pulled her husband ...