Lord Zhong looked unwell, and Lord Jiang looked even worse.
The moment the two faced off, an undisguised tension immediately filled the air.
Lord Zhong was even angrier. The Jiang family was clearly in the wrong, but they were pretending to be wronged. Was this an attempt to strike first and gain the upper hand?
He will not let the Chiang family succeed.
He laughed in anger, and reluctantly clasped his hands in a fist salute: "Lord Jiang came before, wanting to talk about Miss Jiang's matter, but Lord Jiang remained silent for a long time without saying a word. Now the matter can no longer be kept secret, and he has come to explain in detail."
Young Master Zhong said, "But what I said before and what I say now are probably different. The Zhong family is also a prestigious family. As the wedding date approaches, we cannot swallow our grievances in vain."
Lord Jiang sat in the armchair, his face cold and dark, not at all like someone facing their in-laws, and seemed to have no intention of bargaining.
His gaze fell on Young Master Zhong's face, carrying a judgmental tone that made Young Master Zhong feel uncomfortable from every angle.
“What my nephew said is true. So many eyes are watching, so many people know. The Jiang family can’t just leave without an explanation, otherwise, how will the Zhong family face people in the future?”
Lord Jiang took something out of his sleeve and threw it over.
"You did those shady things, and you still argued with me without batting an eye. Did you really think you could hide it from everyone?"
Young Master Zhong caught the item, opened it, and found it to be an invitation.
It was his invitation to Jiang Shijing to visit Baimatan in the eastern suburbs.
And on the post, his handwriting was clearly visible.
His face turned pale in an instant, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He did send out the invitation, but he had a hidden guard write it down; he didn't write it himself.
But why do the handwritings match his?
A thought popped into Young Master Zhong's mind: he had been set up. But who was the one who set him up?
Seeing that his hand holding the invitation was trembling slightly, Lord Jiang sneered.
“You invited my son to play at Baimatan in the eastern suburbs, but you secretly led a group of people to ambush him, killed my son’s attendants, and drowned my son in the water. He almost died, but fortunately he was rescued and his life was saved.”
What? Jiang Shijing is still alive? Young Master Zhong froze, as if he had been stabbed by ice shards.
He watched as Jiang Shijing drowned and was dragged into the water, thinking that Jiang Shijing was completely dead, and his body might have been eaten by fish and shrimp.
Seeing that things were not going well, Lord Zhong glared at Young Master Zhong: "Jinze, what's going on? Is it really as Lord Jiang said, that you did such a thing?"
He thought it was impossible. What reason would Zhong Jinze have to kill Young Master Jiang? The two had no conflict of interest, no past grudges, and their families were about to become in-laws. Why would he take such a step?
Unless someone's lost their mind or is mentally unstable.
"I, I—" Zhong Jinze stammered, his face pale, sweat beading on his forehead, his trembling hands unsure of what to do.
“I did not go to Baimatan in the eastern suburbs today. Someone must have forged my handwriting to write a letter, trying to harm Young Master Jiang and then frame me. I am about to become Young Master Jiang’s brother-in-law. It is the proper way for our two families to get along and be close to each other. I have no reason to do this.”
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