Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 307: 208 Recognizing Relatives (3) Even with the Warmest Smile, One Dares to Kill with a Knife

Xie Jing’s grandfather intervened personally, so naturally, Xie Jing did not dare to act rashly.

“Grandpa…” He clenched his fists tightly, his gaze fixed on Shen Zhixian, his eyes fierce, harboring deep hatred toward Shen Zhixian, “Don’t listen to her nonsense, after all these years, you should clearly know what I have been like in the Xie Family.”

“Splurging money, taking company funds, supporting women, and using the Xie Family’s name to swindle outside…”

Shen Zhixian listed them one by one.

“What the hell are you talking about!”

Many people present knew about Xie Jing’s issues, but having them pointed out publicly was a different matter altogether.

“If you think I am wrong, you can sue me, bring evidence to refute me, and confront me in court.” Shen Zhixian spoke only the truth and was naturally not afraid of confrontation, “I’m just afraid…”

“You don’t dare!”

“You…” Xie Jing trembled in anger, his teeth chattering.

But with Xie Jing’s grandfather standing between them, even though the atmosphere was tense and confrontational, no one dared to act impulsively.

“Zhixian, you mentioned having evidence, let me take a look at it.” Xie Jing’s grandfather stroked his cane, his back slightly hunched from age, but his eyes were still exceptionally sharp.

“Please wait a moment,” Shen Zhixian said hurriedly as she left the stage.

believe what she said? She is just…” Xie Jing did

be innocent, what are you

resounding statement,

Old ginger indeed was hotter than young, with one sentence Xie Jing was left

the matter? Are you scared? If you have skeletons in your closet we can discuss this privately, but afterwards, I won’t be able to ensure

his cane, yet effectively pushing Xie Jing

I’m worried she might fabricate

old but not blind; do you also worry that I might favor her?” Xie Jing’s grandfather raised an eyebrow,

light, but his words carried

I meant!”

Zhixian returned, holding a kraft paper bag in her hands, climbed the stage, opened

man passed her his cane

entirely, his eyes darting to the documents, unable to make out a single word, while some people in the audience

about what was

was in his throat, feeling as if a blade was at his neck, shaky and nervous, as if any minor

had once entrusted him with an item

suddenly shot

looked at him

You little rascal, doing such

probably couldn’t care less about meddling with the Xie Family. The most likely

merely making use of others to achieve