After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Pontiac shuttled through the bustling streets of Jinling City and finally stopped in front of the Zhong family's old house.

"Xiaoyuan, you're home!" Song Ailing gently patted Jiang Shiyuan's hand, with reluctance in her eyes.

"Thank you Aunt Song for accompanying me shopping today and giving me so many valuable gifts!"

Jiang Shiyuan felt a little embarrassed and thanked Song Ailing again.

"Why are you being so polite to Aunt Song? These things are worthless compared to what you made for me and my husband!"

"If you have time in the future, please come to Kong Mansion often!"

"You and Lingyi are about the same age, you can definitely play together!"

Song Ailing said as she took out a gold-stamped business card from her handbag. "Here is my contact information. If you have any questions, just give me a call or send me a telegram."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Song!" Jiang Shiyuan took the business card with both hands and carefully put it into her pearl handbag.

Shen Yifeng had already gotten out of the car at this time, directing two bodyguards to carry large and small bags into the Zhong residence.

In the front hall of the Zhong family's old house, Old Master Zhong was sitting on an armchair, leisurely teasing the thrush in the birdcage.

"Good evening, Mr. Zhong. I have brought Miss Jiang back safely." Shen Yifeng greeted Mr. Zhong respectfully.

Jiang Shiyuan walked over excitedly, took Mr. Zhong's arm, and called out affectionately, "Grandpa, I'm back!"

Mr. Zhong put down the bird food can in his hand and looked at the large and small packages in front of him. He couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Mr. Shen, this is..."

Shen Yifeng smiled and explained, "Mr. Zhong may not know that after Miss Jiang successfully performed surgery on Minister Kong, Mrs. Kong took Miss Jiang to the Central Mall to buy some gifts for her as a token of gratitude."

"So that's how it is..." Old Master Zhong nodded, his eyes fell on Jiang Shiyuan, looking at him carefully.

Suddenly, Mr. Zhong, with his sharp eyes, discovered that there were traces of gauze bandage above the right ear that his granddaughter had deliberately covered with her hair.

He reached out and lifted her hair, his expression stern, "Xiaoyuan, how did your ear get hurt?"

"It's nothing, I just bumped into it accidentally..." Jiang Shiyuan said lightly in order not to worry his grandfather.

"Nonsense! How could a single touch cause this?"

Mr. Zhong's tone became stern, "Hurry up, tell grandpa the truth, what happened?"

Jiang Shiyuan knew he couldn't hide it from his grandfather, so he had to tell him everything about the assassination that happened in the hospital today.

"What?! How dare someone commit murder and injure people in a hospital in broad daylight? This is simply lawless!"

After listening to Jiang Shiyuan's story, Mr. Zhong was so angry that his beard stood up.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, I'm fine now..." Jiang Shiyuan quickly comforted him.

"Xiaoyuan, you don't have to say anything. Grandpa knows the whole story!"

Seeing that Mr. Zhong was a little angry, Shen Yifeng quickly took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm so sorry. It's my fault that I failed to protect Miss Jiang and caused her to get hurt..."

Mr. Zhong waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Shen, there is no need to apologize. The responsibility for this matter is not yours!"

"By the way, Xiaoyuan and I have some family matters to discuss, so we won't let Mr. Shen have dinner at the Zhong residence tonight..."

When Shen Yifeng heard that Mr. Zhong had ordered them to leave, he tactfully said goodbye to them.

After Shen Yifeng left, Mr. Zhong's face was still full of anger and he slammed the table.

"That's unreasonable!"

Jiang Shiyuan was shocked by his actions. As far as he could remember, he had never seen his grandfather so angry.

"The Kong and Song families are really becoming more and more outrageous!"

Old Master Zhong pointed outside the door and angrily shouted, "They rely on their power to act so recklessly. No wonder someone would risk his life to come to the hospital and assassinate them!"

Jiang Shiyuan winked at Mr. Zhong and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, Mr. Shen hasn't gone far yet..."

Mr. Zhong snorted coldly, with a gleam in his eyes, "Humph, I said that to him!"

"Although the Jinling Shen family is not one of the four major families, they have followed the Kong and Song families in doing bad things over the years. They are just birds of a feather!"

He patted Jiang Shiyuan's hand, his tone slightly harsh.

"Xiaoyuan, listen to grandpa's advice and have less contact with the Kong and Song families in the future!"

Jiang Shiyuan pretended to be confused, "Why? Minister Kong and Aunt Song, they are very nice people..."

"What's so good about that! That's all their disguise!"

Mr. Zhong interrupted her and said, "Where do you think the Kong and Song families have so much money to squander over the years?"

"You are just abusing your power, using public power for personal gain, and squeezing out the ill-gotten gains earned through the hard work of the people!"

"I think that sooner or later the National Government's finances will be ruined by these people!"

Jiang Shiyuan was shocked. She had never thought that her grandfather had such a thorough understanding of the nature of the Nanjing Nationalist Government.

Grandpa Zhong looked at his inexperienced granddaughter and said earnestly, "Xiaoyuan, grandpa knows that you are a good child with a kind heart, but you have to remember that not everything in this world is black and white."

"Some people may be polite to you on the surface, but they may be plotting something bad behind your back!"

"It is our duty as doctors to cure diseases and save lives. We cannot just stand by and watch someone die just because he has done something that has brought disaster to the country and the people."

"But our Zhong family has always been upright and honest, and never makes money by violating conscience!"

"You should have less contact with the Kong and Song families in the future, and don't let their extravagant lifestyle corrupt your mind!"

Jiang Shiyuan nodded vigorously. Her grandfather's words seemed to open another window for her, allowing her to see a more real and cruel world.

Mr. Zhong sighed and gently held Jiang Shiyuan's hand, "Xiaoyuan, grandpa hopes you understand that our Zhong family is not as wealthy as the Kong and Song families."

"But every penny of our Zhong family's money was earned by our ancestors' hard work, step by step."

"We have a clear conscience!"

Jiang Shiyuan looked at the old man in front of him. Although he was very old and his back was not as straight as when he was young, he exuded an aura of majesty without even being angry.

Jiang Shiyuan was truly shocked by his grandfather's vision, integrity, and clarity.

The carved window lattices cut the moonlight into tiny spots of light, which sprinkled into the room covered with dark red handmade carpet.

Mr. Zhong’s words echoed in Jiang Shiyuan’s heart for a long time.

She felt extremely proud to have such a grandfather and to be born in such a family!

During dinner, Mr. Zhong seemed to have a poor appetite because of what happened today.

He only drank half a bowl of chicken soup and ate a crab roe bun.

Jiang Shiyuan, however, had a big appetite and ate a full bowl of rice and drank a large bowl of chicken soup.

"Xiaoyuan, eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you!"

Grandpa Zhong couldn't help but smile and joked as he looked at his granddaughter eating with relish.

"Grandpa, I'm hungry."

Jiang Shiyuan stuck out his tongue playfully, "I've been busy at the hospital all morning and didn't even have time to eat a good lunch!"

Old Master Zhong looked at Jiang Shiyuan with heartache, "You are such a hard-working kid, you are too strong-willed, just like your mother!"

Jiang Shiyuan put down the spoon and smiled obediently, "Grandpa, I am really lucky that I was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and I am also a Western medicine doctor."

“Saving lives and healing the wounded is really fulfilling and addictive!”

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyuan, you have this intention. Grandpa is very pleased!"

Mr. Zhong touched the top of her head and gave her another large spoonful of chicken soup.

After dinner, Jiang Shiyuan returned to the small study in Tingxuezhai and handed the plan she had written late last night to her grandfather for review.

Mr. Zhong took the manuscript, put on his reading glasses, and read it carefully.

The paper was filled with beautiful penmanship that was elegant, graceful and sharp, which was very pleasing to the eye. Mr. Zhong nodded in praise repeatedly.

only……

"Xiaoyuan, how come grandpa can't recognize the words you wrote?"

Mr. Zhong pointed at the words on the manuscript and asked suspiciously.

Jiang Shiyuan looked down and his heart skipped a beat.

Oops!

How could she forget that her entire proposal was written in simplified Chinese!