"Mom, you have to believe me, how could I possibly harm my own grandson? Give me a few days, and I will definitely find out the real culprit."
Jiang Chuyun was the picture of anxious sincerity, swearing her resolve in front of Old Madam Gong.
Old Madam Gong huffed indignantly, "I am giving you a chance, so you'd best know what's good for you. If you can't clear this up, from now on Surong will manage the household, and you can rest."
"Yes, yes, Mother, you're right!" Only then did Jiang Chuyun breathe a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Yu, now that you've married into the Gong Family, you are one of us. Rest assured, with your grandmother here to support you, no one dares to harm a single hair on your head."
Old Madam Gong wrapped her arm around Chi Xiaoyu's shoulder, speaking with commanding authority.
Chi Xiaoyu smiled and nodded, then turned her head, her bright eyes meeting Jiang Chuyun's.