Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

"How do you know that those men are putting on an act?" Lord Jiang asked.

"After we withdrew from the water, we glanced back and saw that they had stopped fighting and were acting harmoniously. They were clearly superiors and subordinates, and probably thought that since Young Master Jiang had sunk into the water, they had achieved their goal and stopped pretending."

Lord Jiang's clenched fist trembled as he said bitterly, "Shijing has suffered for many years and is only now getting better. Who would be so intolerant of him?"

Princess Shouguang and Jiang Shuxue also arrived.

Seeing Jiang Shijing take a deep breath and regain his composure, Princess Shouguang patted her chest, her legs went weak and she almost fainted, but fortunately she was supported by someone.

Jiang Shuxue looked disappointed; Jiang Shijing was just a hair's breadth away from death.

Moreover, she got nervous, and Young Master Zhong didn't handle things properly. They were even witnessed by these people. If they were identified, how would she get away with it?

And will it implicate her?

"You will stay here for now; we need you to identify them," Lord Jiang said.

He will make anyone who tries to harm his son suffer a great loss.

"I'm afraid that as the world improves, some people will feel that their interests are threatened and will try to harm the world." If it were in the past, Princess Shouguang would only shed tears, but now she first put forward a guess.

Lord Jiang thought of Madam Wei's family, and his face darkened further.

They drive people crazy, they make them mentally impaired, and they even poison them to try and kill them.

With such heinous acts preceding us, what does it matter if we push someone into the water and try to drown them?

It's best if it's not a mother and her two children, otherwise, his tolerance will have reached its limit.

The steward in Jiang Shijing's courtyard suddenly remembered something: "My lord, this old servant has something to report."

Young Master Jiang has recovered and settled in his room, with Princess Shouguang by his side.

"Go ahead."

Lord Jiang sat down in the hall, took a sip of tea, and suppressed his earlier panic, feeling as if he had survived a disaster.

He had finally regained his intelligent son, but if he were to die suddenly, he would be devastated and in despair.

The butler whispered, "It seems that yesterday, the eldest young master received an invitation to visit Baimatan in the eastern suburbs, and the person who invited him was none other than the young master of the Zhong family."

Young Master Zhong is an only child, so which other young master could he be?

Lord Jiang paused, wanting to confirm again: "Is it Young Master Zhong, who is about to marry Shuxue?"

"That's right, that invitation is still in the eldest son's study."

The teacup fell from Lord Jiang's hand and shattered into pieces.

He was shocked and indignant that his future son-in-law wanted to harm his son, and he couldn't quite process what was happening.

He just couldn't understand why Young Master Zhong would pull this stunt. Had he lost his mind?

If Shijing was murdered by Madam Wei's family, he could understand it. After all, the eldest son had recovered, and the family business would fall into his hands, while the second and third sons would suffer losses.

But Young Master Zhong, he wants to marry Shi Jing's sister, who is born of the same mother. He should be closer to the main wife. How could he make such a foolish move?

Moreover, he is an outsider; what benefit would he gain from killing Se-kyung?

However, he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, so he still had to go to the Zhong family to ask them for clarification.

"Take those few with you, and also take the invitation, and go to the Zhong family." Lord Jiang took a deep breath.

He desperately hoped that this was just a misunderstanding.

After all, the wedding is only a few days away, and the invitations will be sent out soon.

Jiang Shuxue rushed out of the Jiang family home in a panic to find Young Master Zhong at the Zhong family home, only to be told that he had not yet returned.

"Why aren't they back yet? We're in big trouble." Jiang Shuxue stamped her feet at the Zhong family's door and muttered to herself.

The servants of the Zhong family all showed disdain. Miss Jiang hadn't even married into the family yet, and she was already standing at the door looking so absent-minded. Was this the behavior expected of a lady from a respectable family?

Jiang Shuxue saw the Jiang family's carriage approaching from afar. It was the same carriage that Lord Jiang often rode in. She knew that Lord Jiang had come to question her. After all, it was Young Master Zhong who had invited Jiang Shijing. She was sure she could find some clues.

She didn't care about the looks from the servants of the Zhong family, and ran along the main street to the place that Young Master Zhong would definitely pass on his way back.

Jiang Shuxue looked on anxiously, her face pale with nervousness, her hands trembling, and cold sweat pouring down her back.

When the carriage arrived at the Zhong family's door, Lord Jiang had already composed himself and showed no emotion.

Jiang Shijing's life was saved, which was the most reassuring thing for him. Now, it was time to find out the truth and seek justice for his son.

Lord Zhong was somewhat surprised to come out to greet him, as Lord Jiang had not given prior notice of his visit.

However, since the two families are about to become related by marriage, there is no need to be overly formal, otherwise it would seem too distant.

"Lord Jiang, please have a seat in the main hall. Serve the best tea."

Judging from Lord Zhong's expression, Lord Jiang seemed completely unaware of the situation.

He did not show his dissatisfaction, and said, "There is something I need to ask Young Master Zhong. Please forgive my abruptness."

Although Lord Jiang's expression was unreadable, his aura exuded a heavy atmosphere.

This made Lord Zhong feel uneasy.

He bowed to Lord Jiang and said, "I wonder what it is that has troubled you so much. Please tell me so that I can share your burden. My son's affairs are also my concern as his father."

Lord Jiang looked somewhat embarrassed and waved his hand, saying, "Lord Zhong is probably also unaware of this matter. We should ask him directly. I'll have some tea with Lord Zhong and wait."

Lord Zhong lowered his head and took a sip of tea, praying in his heart that Zhong Jinze would not cause any trouble. The wedding was imminent, and there could be no mishaps.

The Zhong family was just waiting for Jiang Shuxue's dowry to fill the financial hole—the Jiang family was the Zhong family's lifeline.

After tidying up the place, Young Master Zhong returned, feeling at ease. Although he was still uneasy, he could finally relax once Jiang Shijing was dead and the Jiang family gave up the investigation.

Thinking of the enormous dowry, Zhong Jinze felt that the sky was exceptionally blue and the sunlight exceptionally bright.

"We won't take this main street today. We'll take West Second Street, watch a show, and then go back."

So Jiang Shuxue waited and waited, craning her neck, but still couldn't see Young Master Zhong.

Once it's done, Zhong Jinze should be back soon; after all, staying too long could lead to unforeseen problems.

Could something have happened to him?

Jiang Shuxue had no choice but to mount her horse and head towards Baimatan in the eastern suburbs.

At that moment, Zhong Jinze was engrossed in watching a play at the theater, unaware of how serious the situation was outside.

A carriage approached, and the woman inside lifted the curtain to look at the scene on the street. This was her second time in the capital, but the prosperity of the capital still amazed and impressed her.

Jiang Shuxue also observed the street, looking for Zhong Gongzi's figure. Her gaze unintentionally fell on the girl's face, and her scalp tingled, her eyes widening in surprise.