CHAPTER 568: CHAPTER 566: SIGHS

Alright, although Grandma Jiang moved things around quietly, she did it quite often. Wan Chu’er looked back at Lin Jiayi, who was at loggerheads with Jiang Lingling, and thought to herself: Now this is going to be entertaining.

She patted Hunter on the head, stood up, looked at the crowd arguing, and thought about how to tell them where the things were.

At that moment, unable to withstand Lin Jiayi’s provocation, Jiang Lingling, furious, tried to run away. As she passed by Wan Chu’er, she was suddenly grabbed by Wan Chu’er.

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Lingling said, "I can’t stay here for another minute, I’m leaving, let go of me!" She didn’t expect Lin Jiayi to be so loathsome once their conflict escalated.

With Jiang Lingling no longer entangled, Jiang Lirong and Lin Jiayi quickly turned their attention to Hunter.

"Brother, the stolen objects were hidden by Xiao Zhuo, it has nothing to do with us, we’re leaving first, we’ve had enough of this," Jiang Lirong said with a bad tone to Father Jiang.

Hearing this, Wan Chu’er was quite unhappy. She no longer cared what others thought and directly said, "Grandpa’s things are in Lin Jiayi’s bag, it has nothing to do with Hunter."

Jiang Lingling, whose arm was being held, suddenly turned her head to look at her, then the next second, she broke free and immediately pounced on Lin Jiayi, who had not yet reacted.

"Ah, what are you doing?!" Lin Jiayi screamed.

The stunned onlookers then saw Jiang Lingling pick up Lin Jiayi’s bag, turn it upside down, and everything inside tumbled out onto the table, clearly visible.

Apart from Lin Jiayi’s cosmetics and such, there was a piece of ginseng, a string of purple sandalwood bead bracelet, and even a crystal wine glass – wasn’t that the same glass everyone had been using earlier for drinks?

In addition to that, among the pile of objects, there were also five or six colorful plastic bags; what was in them was something many people were well aware of.

"So, it’s a case of a thief crying ’Catch the thief’. No wonder you were always in a hurry to leave. Thankfully Hunter saw it, or else you really would have gotten away with it," Jiang Lingling mocked without any mercy.

Lin Jiayi went pale and immediately picked up her bag, hastily putting her own things back in.

"Jiang Lingling, don’t be so malicious. I don’t know who put these things in my bag to frame me. Lin Jiayi wouldn’t give a second glance at these things. If I wanted them, couldn’t I just buy them myself?"

Everyone was taken aback again. Right, even if Lin Jiayi really liked those things, she wouldn’t do something so shameful.

Jiang Lingling sarcastically retorted, "People’s faces are known, but not their hearts. It’s not like you haven’t done such things before, right? We had just started our studio, and you followed suit, should we not count the things you, Lin Jiayi, have done?"

Father Jiang only felt a headache and tried to smooth things over, "Alright, now that the items have been found, let’s stop arguing."

Grandpa Jiang, seeing his belongings, had already taken them into his room, not wanting to witness his unfilial descendants any longer.

Both Jiang Lingling and Lin Jiayi stopped talking, but Jiang Lirong couldn’t help defending her daughter, "These things weren’t taken by our Jiayi, for sure. Someone with ill-intentions must have planted them to frame her."

Overwhelmed with anger, Lin Jiayi snapped, "I swear if it was me, may I be cursed with a terrible fate the moment I leave this house, and the same to whoever did it."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingling scoffed coldly, "Lin Jiayi, how malicious you are, to curse your own relatives to a terrible fate. Since it wasn’t you, it must have been someone else in this house, and aren’t all people here your relatives? To cast such a curse on your direct family members, you really have a heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog."

"Jiang Lingling, I suspect it was you who did it. You’ve been looking for trouble with me all day and now you come up with such a lousy scheme to frame me."

"Bullshit!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, and their words were getting increasingly unpleasant, Father Jiang’s forehead turned blue with rage, and he shouted loudly: "Everyone shut up!"

The house instantly became quiet. Father Jiang gestured to Hunter and asked with a softened voice: "Xiao Zhuo, tell Grandpa, how did the things get into Aunt’s bag?"

Hunter held Grandpa’s hand and said loudly: "I saw great-grandma put them in."

So that was it! Everyone was astonished.

They all looked around, and finally found Grandma Jiang, who was dozing off behind a large potted plant by the window. Indeed, the old lady could do something like this—how come no one had thought of it just now.

Mainly because the old lady would appear and disappear unpredictably, always so quietly, her presence was really too low.

Lin Jiayi and Jiang Lirong bit their lips, both bowed their heads and didn’t look at the others.

Jiang Kechu walked over, bent down, and picked up the old lady, who didn’t wake up, but instead snuggled against her grandson’s chest.

"Dad, let Grandma go back to her room to sleep," said Jiang Kechu.

Father Jiang waved his hand, letting his son take the old mother to bed.

After the matter was cleared up, and since the process had been messy, everyone lost interest. They said goodbye to Boss Jiang and left one after another.

Only when everyone was gone did Mrs. Jiang, holding Chuanqi’s hand, return to see the house empty, with only Wan Chu’er holding Hunter and sitting on the sofa talking. She asked, "Did you find Grandpa’s ginseng?"

Wan Chu’er nodded: "Grandma put the thing in Lin Jiayi’s bag."

Mrs. Jiang half-opened her mouth in surprise, shook her head and said, "It’s getting late, hurry and take the children back."

On the way back, Jiang Kechu kept a straight face and did not speak, evidently in a rather heavy mood.

"What’s wrong?" asked Wan Chu’er.

After a while, Jiang Kechu finally said, "Grandpa and Grandma are getting old." Wan Chu’er couldn’t help but chuckle.

"When I was young, I thought Grandpa was very impressive, like a dignified leader, with a loud voice, fair in handling affairs, the entire family listened to him. Now everyone in the family starts to fool Grandpa, not taking him seriously.

Grandma is the opposite of Grandpa, a traditional homemaker, always very kind to her children and grandchildren. Every time I saw Grandma when I was a child, she would secretly fill my pockets with food. Just now, when I held her, she felt light as cotton, with hardly any weight at all."

Jiang Kechu spoke wistfully; Wan Chu’er didn’t have the experience of spending time with grandparents and other elderly people when she was young and didn’t particularly understand his feelings. She could only be a silent listener.

When the car arrived at Jinse Garden, Chuanqi and Hunter were already asleep. The couple carried a child each into the house and put the two children to bed. Jiang Kechu looked at his children’s delicate sleeping faces for a long time, unable to leave.

Wan Chu’er looked for a while, then made a face and was about to leave, when suddenly Jiang Kechu spoke up: "We will grow old too."

Wan Chu’er stomped her foot, "I really don’t want to grow old."

Hearing this, the corners of Jiang Kechu’s mouth couldn’t help but curl into a smile, "Let’s take the children back to the courtyard more often to accompany them."

"Okay," Wan Chu’er had no objections.