"Shut your mouth," Old Sir Zhong glared at Zhong Mingyu, "Zhong Mengxuan is your daughter, so the one lying in the hospital isn't your wife and child anymore, is that right?"
"Do you not see the severity of this matter? If you want to smooth things over, then get back to your room. I must investigate this thoroughly."
His words made Zhong Mingyu shut his mouth and dare not say anything more.
A trace of guilt flashed in Zhong Mengxuan's eyes, and she even found it difficult to look directly at Old Sir Zhong and Old Madam Zhong.
"Zhong Mengxuan, I'm giving you one last chance," Old Sir Zhong said sharply, looking at Mengxuan. "What exactly did you tell your mother? Speak honestly. If you keep refusing to tell the truth, then you will no longer be a part of this Zhong Family."
"Grandfather!" Zhong Mengxuan exclaimed in disbelief.
