Jiang Hai's face was ashen, the suspicions in his heart nearly confirmed.
He struggled to restrain his anger; this was the first time Jiang Yisheng had seen his father so uncontrollably furious. From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Hai had almost never lost his temper with him, which made it clear that this time, he was truly enraged.
After over ten minutes of argument in the room, Jiang Hai, though having regained his composure from his fury, showed a definite air of disappointed bitterness.
"You! Come with me to the ancestral hall."
After speaking, he strode out of the study, passing by Veya without explaining the reason.
"What's going on here?" Veya asked, puzzled, as she walked up to Jiang Yisheng.
Jiang Yisheng shook his head and walked out without saying a word.
In an instant, the study was left with only Veya.
She blinked, bewildered.
What was happening between the father and son?
Recalling Jiang Hai's words just now, she suddenly froze.
The ancestral hall?
