After they left, Jiang Yiming lay on the ground with a bruised face and nose, motionless, staring at the ceiling above with dead eyes, and tears gradually flowed out.
He was not in pain physically, but in pain in his heart.
His mother and his twin sister really wanted to kill him just now.
He felt guilty for not helping them, but they showed him no mercy.
Old Master Jiang was heartbroken. He slowly moved over and knelt on the ground to help Jiang Yiming.
"Yiming, how are you?"
Jiang Yiming wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve. "Grandpa, I'm fine, don't worry. It's just what happened today. When my dad comes, don't tell him."
"What do you mean?"
"I was beaten."
"Kid, you only know how to put yourself in a difficult position. Fine, I won't say anything."
Jiang Yiming helped Old Man Jiang sit back on the sofa. "I'm old and strong, and I'm tough. A couple of hits from them won't be a big deal."
The old man sighed deeply: "Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, so how could they have the heart to do this?"
"Grandpa, let them hit me if they want. If they don't hit me, I'll feel a little uncomfortable. I feel like I've let them down."
"You feel guilty towards them because you didn't help them do bad things. They beat you up like this, and I don't think they feel the slightest bit of guilt or sadness.
Yiming, you were right not to go over there and cause trouble for them. They are all unreasonable. If you go over there and cause trouble for them, and they don't fight back at all, it would be a shame.
Yiming, there's something Grandpa didn't tell you. He glanced in the direction of Wu Min and Jiang Yushan's room and took Jiang Yiming's hand: "Go inside with Grandpa, and I'll tell you something."
"Okay, Grandpa."
The two returned to the room. Jiang Yiming helped Old Man Jiang sit on the bed. Before Old Man Jiang could speak, Jiang Yiming took the initiative to ask, "Grandpa, you want to tell me about my dad and Aunt Jiang, right?"
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