Yue Ming recoiled in shock, taking several steps back, looking at Senior Master Yue in disbelief, shaking his head repeatedly, "I don’t understand... Grandpa, I don’t understand, why are you saying this about now? Clearly... Clearly, I am just as much a bloodline of the Yue family as Yue Mingfeng!"
"Don’t you get it yet? Even Beitang Tingxue has figured it out," Senior Master Yue sneered: "Our deepest love is for our only son, Yue Zhi! Although he’s a beast, we still love him! We hid your existence from Beitang Xinya and her son, not because we liked you or protected you, but to protect our son!"
He looked at Yue Ming, his gaze growing contemptuous and icy, "If you could keep a low profile, stay hidden well, or even leave Beijing for another place, you would continue to receive support from the Yue family. Although you wouldn’t have the status of Young Master of the Yue family, you wouldn’t lack for money with the Yue family’s fortune. But your greed knows no bounds, coaxing your father into snatching Yue Mingfeng’s inheritance rights!"
With each word, he grew increasingly furious, his eyes nearly ablaze: "It’s you! You ruined my son! You trapped him in prison, making him endure its tornt!"
"Yes! It’s you, it’s you!" Nearly driven to death by Beitang Tingxue, Senior Mada Yue, upon hearing Senior Master Yue’s words, suddenly found an outlet for her raging anger.
She abruptly crawled up from the bed, lunging at Yue Ming and fiercely grabbing his face.
Her expression twisted, her features grotesque, she scread maniacally: "It’s you! You ruined my son! Give back my son, give back my son... I’ll fight you to the death!"
Yue Ming was caught off guard, ticulously grabbed by her.
A sharp pain pierced his face.
He felt as if Senior Mada Yue had gouged out chunks of flesh with her nails.
Instinctively, he pushed away Senior Mada Yue.
Senior Mada Yue stumbled back, falling to the ground with a shrill cry.
"Guiqin!" Senior Master Yue was terrified, rushing forward to help, shouting loudly: "Doctor! Doctor!"
Seeing Senior Mada Yue roll her eyes and faint, Yue Ming was scared out of his wits and turned to run.
He wanted to leave this place.
He didn’t want to go to jail.
Jail was too frightening!
The doctor and nurses quickly poured into Senior Mada Yue’s hospital room, examining her.
The examination results were sowhat reassuring; Senior Mada Yue had only fractured her tailbone, with no threat to her life.
Though only a tailbone fracture, Senior Mada Yue was old, recovery would be slow, and there was long-term pain to endure.
Looking at the sedated and sleeping Senior Mada Yue, Senior Master Yue raised his eyes to the ceiling and sighed deeply in silence.
He had long known that his son raising a daughter outside was a hidden danger.
He had scolded his son many tis, cursing him for playing with fire.
But he simply wouldn’t listen, stubbornly going his own way.
Just as the saying goes, good advice is difficult to persuade a dood soul.
Now, his son has finally hit a solid wall, bleeding profusely.
His son knelt on the ground, crying to them, saying he regretted it.
However, at this point, what good is regret?
He held Senior Mada Yue’s hand, making up his mind not to stir things up anymore.
Let him go to jail then.
He deserves to go to jail.
Who told him to be foolish?
The ti he and his old companion have in this world is already limited, and both grandsons and the granddaughter are all filial and promising.
He should enjoy the joyful tis with his grandchildren rather than chilling their hearts over that beast in prison.
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