You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Ye Yunjin's lips twitched.

She certainly understood the veiled meaning in Jiang Zhenshan's words, but she didn't respond, simply standing silently in place.

Jiang Zhenshan wasn't in a hurry. He paced back and forth for a couple of steps with his hands behind his back. "Ye family girl, when your father left Lincheng for Gangcheng, there were some unpleasant things between us, but in the end, it was just some old grudges from when we were young."

"It's been decades, I don't care anymore."

"But what about you?" The old man suddenly stopped, his gaze fixed on Ye Yunjin's face. "I'm asking you, was what you did today your own idea, or your father's?"

Ye Yunjin's fingers clenched slightly, then relaxed. "It was my own decision."

"Well, that's alright then."

Jiang Zhenshan nodded, his tone softening slightly, but the sharpness in his words remained undiminished. "If this is your father's intention, then the nature of this matter is different."

Ye Yunjin closed her eyes briefly.

She knew she had no chance of turning the tide tonight.

Jiang Zhenshan brought a team of special forces soldiers to personally support her. What can she use to turn the tide? Her head?

No matter how powerful Ye Yunjin was in Hong Kong, when she came to someone else's territory, she was facing a retired lieutenant general and a guard team composed of special forces. What could she do to fight back?

The security captain stood to the side, already so frightened that he bent over at a ninety-degree angle, neither daring to go up nor down.

His men didn't dare utter a sound.

What a joke! The other side are real soldiers. If it really comes down to a fight, our bunch of fancy-looking guys won't even last a single move against them.

Ye Yunjin had lost the will to resist and sighed wearily, "Old Jiang, I admit that I did something wrong today."

"Is it inappropriate?" Jiang Zhenshan shook his head. "Girl, this isn't just a matter of inappropriateness."

"You took my grandson away, blocked him on your territory, and kept saying 'I can't go with you.'"

"If someone else had done this, I wouldn't have brought my security detail to chat with you tonight."

Jiang Zhenshan's words left room for interpretation.

The fact that he could say "replace someone else" shows that the old man still cherishes the friendship he had with the Ye family patriarch back then and hasn't really gone too far.

But this favor ends here. If Ye Yunjin still doesn't know when to stop, then he really shouldn't blame others for turning their backs on him.

"I understand." Ye Yunjin lowered her eyes. "Tonight... take the person with you."

This was an extremely difficult sentence to say.

Su Qinghe is the daughter she has been searching for for eighteen years.

Eighteen years, six thousand five hundred and seventy days, every day she searched, every day she waited.

After finally finding it, I have to loosen it myself.

Despite her inner reluctance and unwillingness, Ye Yunjin did not show it at this moment.

With so many eyes watching, Ye Yunjin couldn't afford to lose face, no matter how turbulent her heart was.

Jiang Zhenshan looked at her for a few seconds. The old man had a sharp eye and could tell at a glance what kind of struggle this woman was going through.

But he didn't say much, only nodded slightly, "Hmm, you know what's good for you."

After saying that, the old man turned around and glanced in Jiang Che's direction.

"Let's go, don't just stand there, get your granddaughter-in-law in the car."

!

Su Qinghe's face, which had finally cooled down, burned up again, as if someone had put a heat pack on each of her cheeks.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less about being shy.

Ye Yunjin relented, which meant she could leave.

We can go back to the normal world now.

You can go back to A-Che's side now.

Jiang Che took Su Qinghe's small hand, then looked up, nodded to Ye Yunjin, politely said goodbye, and got into the car to leave.

But the more polite Jiang Che's behavior was, the more uncomfortable Ye Yunjin felt.

If Jiang Che were to laugh triumphantly at this moment, she might still be able to comfort herself by saying, "He's just a naive little brat who's never seen the world."

But he didn't.

Even after winning, this little brat maintained a great deal of dignity and restraint.

This forced Ye Yunjin to reassess Jiang Che in her mind.

……

Ten minutes later.

The convoy left Palm Hill and headed towards Atlanta city center along the winding mountain road.

Jiang Che and Su Qinghe sat in Jiang Huaiyuan's car, a specially modified Mengshi off-road vehicle.

The interior space is large, and the seats are much more spacious and comfortable than those in ordinary off-road vehicles.

Su Qinghe was held by Jiang Che's side, her little head resting on his shoulder, still not fully recovered from the terrifying scene just now.

After a long while, my heartbeat finally slowed down.

Although I was still trembling a bit, at least I wasn't shaking like I was before.

After a long pause, Su Qinghe belatedly realized a problem.

She secretly raised her eyelids and cautiously glanced at Jiang Zhenshan sitting opposite her.

The old man was resting with his eyes closed, his hands on his knees, his back straight, exuding an imposing aura even while sitting in the car.

Startled, Su Qinghe quickly looked away.

Then she started to struggle with the decision.

Should we say hello?

Wouldn't it be impolite not to call?

But if I hit it... what should I call it?

I can't just call him grandpa like Jiang Che, can I?

Although the old man just said the words "granddaughter-in-law," that wasn't... that wasn't the formal way!

She and A-Che aren't married yet!

But she is not just Ah Che's girlfriend; after all, she has already gained the approval of his aunt and uncle, so she should be considered his fiancée.

In that case, calling him "Grandpa" doesn't seem like a problem...

Su Qinghe's mind was a complete mess.

Just as she was getting really frustrated, Jiang Zhenshan suddenly opened his eyes.

The old man's gaze fell on Su Qinghe with a measured intensity, sizing her up and down for a few seconds before he chuckled, "Girl, don't be nervous, I don't eat people."

Su Qinghe was startled when Jiang Zhenshan suddenly called her name. She sat up straight instinctively and opened her mouth, "Um...Grandpa, hello..."

Jiang Zhenshan hummed in agreement, then carefully examined Su Qinghe. "She's indeed quite good-looking. This brat has good taste; she's got the style of an old man like me back in the day."

Hearing this, Jiang Che, who was sitting to the side, was both amused and exasperated. "Grandpa, you can joke all you want, but why are you patting yourself on the back?"

Jiang Zhenshan was not angry at his grandson's retort; instead, he laughed heartily twice.

"You brat, your grandpa was a well-known handsome young man in the military compound back in the day. Your grandma chased after me for three whole months, believe it or not?"