His words made sense.
Cheng Cheng was not a hot-blooded young man to fall for the bait so easily, but he had to admit that he was emotionally affected.
"Nephew, do you know what you are doing?"
Cheng Cheng was silent for a quarter of an hour. Jiang Pengji was not in a hurry as she quietly waited for his reply.
"I know."
Jiang Pengji always applied her brain to anything that she did, especially when it came to matters like this which concerned the lives of an entire family.
Cheng Cheng's face revealed some inner panic as he asked, "So why do you still want to do this when you know?"
Jiang Pengji scoffed and opened her mouth to speak scornfully. Her words were scathing, mean, and biting, pointing out the sickness directly.