Jiang Linan's eyes were filled with hatred. "My wife died because of that old man." He composed himself, and he continued, "I'm telling you this because I want you to understand that I hate the Jiang family as much as you do. More accurately, I hate the Jiang family as much as your mother does. Our goals are the same."
Song Jiaren didn't think that there would be such a reason. She thought that Jiang Linan was only trying to seize power. "With your news, there will be even more exciting drama."
She didn't say what the drama was about. She just said he'd find out tomorrow.
When Song Jiaren returned to her room, a servant knocked on her door. Having not slept for the entire night, she looked a little haggard. Just as she went downstairs, she heard Old Master Jiang's voice. "Did you not have a good sleep yesterday?"
Song Jiaren, still in a bad mood, nodded. After all, she had just been "abandoned".
