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.

Xie Jing did not finish his sentence as the old man

you claim to be innocent, what are you afraid she

resounding

indeed was hotter than young, with one sentence Xie

can discuss this privately, but afterwards, I won’t be able to

lightly while stroking his cane, yet effectively pushing

I’m

might favor her?” Xie Jing’s grandfather raised an eyebrow, glancing at him, “I can still

tone was light, but

what I meant!” Xie Jing dared not

holding a kraft paper bag in her hands, climbed the stage, opened it, and when she reached Xie Jing’s grandfather, handed

man passed her his cane and started to inspect

make out a single word, while some people in the

was curious about what was

as if a blade was at his

him with an item for Shen Zhixian, also in a kraft paper bag… this

gaze suddenly shot

something, also looked at him and flashed him a

rascal,

someone who liked to meddle in others’ affairs, even though Shen Zhixian was special to him, he probably couldn’t care less about meddling with the Xie Family. The most

merely making use of others