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Everyone present had their phones turned off, entirely unaware of the outside world; hearing the grandmother’s words made them feel as if they were on the brink of an abyss, shivering.

Jiangjiang? Jiang Family’s most revered mother?

Shen Zhixian?

Someone stealthily turned on their phone, messages flooded in, the press release was out, with Master Xie holding a paternity test, such an item could not be faked.

”Biological mother... haha, how could it be...” Jiang Zhaolin, coming back to his senses, suddenly laughed unrestrainedly, his demeanor bordering on insanity.

”If I hadn’t been completely sure of clearing it up, do you think I would’ve laid out the bait for you to bite?” Jiang Jinsang chuckled softly.

”Biological mother, haha... excellent, really damn excellent!” Jiang Zhaolin’s face flushed crimson.

”Speaking of which, I should thank you for this incident; if it wasn’t for you, how would I have known I had a great-granddaughter?” The grandmother’s words were like ripping open his wounds and sprinkling salt on them.

”Heh—” Jiang Zhaolin, having struggled for so long, ended up making wedding clothes for another, thoroughly becoming a joke.

Utterly ridiculous.

It seemed the matter was still not over...

Having sat silent in the conference room, with almost no presence, Jiang Shiyi suddenly stood up.

He inherently carried an air of scholarship, with a pair of sentimental eyes that, at a glance, held no intimidation, only his sharply defined jaw giving off a stern aura.

”Grandmother—”

”Shiyi, are you trying to plead for your father?”

With such a significant issue, Jiang Group could no longer accommodate him, the Xie Family certainly wouldn’t allow him to stay in Beijing, and if the police were involved, with years of business dealings, no one could guarantee he wouldn’t be thoroughly investigated, risking a serious probe.

”Jiang Shiyi, you dare!” Jiang Zhaolin shouted.

His eldest son had died young, Jiang Chengsi had cut ties with him, Jiang Shuyan was wasted, all his hopes had been placed on him...

Jiang Shiyi said nothing, merely pulling a piece of paper from his pocket and handing it to the grandmother.

”What is this...” the grandmother frowned.

”A list of all Father’s confidants.”

Jiang Jinsang slightly raised his eyebrows, this stroke...

was the cruelest!