บท 1797: Still Alive

Xia Jun brought Xia Guang to Qiao Mei's study. The father and son had a heated argument, but it was mainly Xia Jun scolding his son. Xia Guang did not dare to refute him. The fact that Qiao Mei could hear Xia Jun scolding someone even though he was inside a soundproof room was enough to show how angry he was about this matter.

"Grandfather has high blood pressure. Will he get so angry that it leads to a heart attack?" Qiao Mei looked at the study worriedly.

"No, he won't. Your grandfather has weathered through all kinds of storms. At most, he'll just get angry and vent his frustration on Third Brother," Xu Lan said with a smile.

Qiao Mei knew that Xu Lan had not been able to sleep well all night recently and had been waiting for news about Xia He. With the addition of this current matter, she looked exhausted. Qiao Mei poured some medicinal wine into a glass of water and brought it over to her.

"Mother, drink this," Qiao Mei said firmly.