Ji Qingshan's face burned with shame. The surrounding chatter made him wish he could find a hole to crawl into and hide.
He never expected his granddaughter to become so articulate and cunning. Every sentence she spoke was a lament of her hardships, yet each one also struck him squarely in the chest, making his heart ache.
But he had already lost any legitimate standing to discipline her. After all, they had already separated from the family, and in such a manner...
'It's all that third son's wife's fault. Why did she have to go and provoke her for no reason!'
The silent fire in Ji Qingshan's heart burned hotter and hotter until he suddenly broke into a violent coughing fit. Panicked, Aunt Kang rushed to pat his back and help him catch his breath.
Aunt Kang was also feeling a bit breathless. She had no idea if kicking out that jinx had been the right decision after all. Right now, it seemed like a loss; at the very least, she could no longer easily control Ji Huan.
