Jiang Nanshu finally looked scared, her eyes filled with tears as she turned to Mr. Jiang for help, "Dad..."
Mr. Jiang stood up, walked over to Jiang Nanshu's side, and said to Old Sir Song, "Father-in-law, Nannan is still young. Please don't frighten her."
He gently patted the back of Jiang Nanshu's hand, "Go sit down, it's alright, we're here for you."
Jiang Nanshu bit her red lips, hung her head in response, and walked over to the Jiang Family's table.
"Old man, since you're so nice to me, I'm gonna reserve a spot for you in the mental hospital right now. When you go crazy, you can check in without any procedures. Aren't I considerate?"
Mr. Jiang: "..."
Having not heard Jiang Nanshu's inner voice for some time, he had nearly forgotten his tragic outcome.
"Ah, wrong. Before you enter the asylum, you still have your second spring, don't you? Can't you hurry up and remarry Aunt Chu, so eager to meet my new stepmother? Will she bring me a big present, huh?"
