Chapter 1025: Fake Grandmother, True Deep Affection

The old lady didn't know what he was thinking, and continued to ramble on: "My poor daughter, my poor grandson. In the past, your grandmother had no ability and no money, and couldn't help you, but now it's better."

"Now our house has been demolished, and we got over 50 million in compensation. You could lie on a pile of money for a lifetime and never spend it all..."

"Your uncles only care about the money in my hands; they aren't truly good to me. Grandmother is still counting on you to get out and provide for my old age and bury me. I must save you..."

Before leaving, Grandmother deposited a sum of money into his account at the Prison.

It was enough for him to eat and drink well until the next visitation day.

From that day on, the attitudes of his fellow inmates and the guards toward him changed—a 180-degree turn!

Zhu Qingxiang's days in Prison were more comfortable than ever before; although it still couldn't compare to life on the outside, it was at least much more comfortable than before.

There started to be meat in the meals, and every few days he could receive cigarettes passed to him by others.

The change in his life naturally gave him other thoughts—he wanted to get out!

It was visitation day again.

Grandmother came again, bringing a whole pile of delicious food.

Large pieces of lean sausage, cured meat, braised eggs, beef jerky, small bags of crispy fish, potato chips, honey peanuts, and also a large bag of dried fruit!

Zhu Qingxiang's eyes lit up.

He hadn't seen fruit for a long time; you couldn't get fruit in Prison.

The fruit in Jiangzhou didn't taste good; it wasn't as sweet as that from L Country.

And the fruit Grandmother brought was all imported from L Country; just looking at it made him drool, and he could feel the taste of home.

"My good grandson, I asked someone to buy these dried fruits from L Country. Fresh fruit doesn't keep, but you like these, right?"

"I like them, thank you, Grandmother."

Grandmother also brought good news: she had already found the best Lüshi in all of Jiangzhou and was preparing to appeal the case!

"Can you? Can you really do it?"

Hope rose on Zhu Qingxiang's face.

The Sheng Family had great wealth and power; he had never thought he could gain any advantage by going head-to-head with them.

But Grandmother told him: "Yes, I can."

Jiangzhou is different from L Country.

It's not that whoever has money and power can decide everything; Jiangzhou is still very democratic. The opinions of the common people are fully valued, and the weak can always receive sympathy.

As long as they play the emotional card, package themselves as a vulnerable group, and create public pressure, they will stand on the moral high ground.

When that time comes, it will be much easier to appeal the case.

Grandmother spoke very persuasively, telling him to organize the evidence and wait for her to bring the Lüshi when she came next time.

Evidence includes physical evidence and witness testimony; it would be best if he could have relatives or friends to testify!

Grandmother volunteered: "My good grandson, I will provide testimony for you, to prove that you have been a good child since you were small, that all of this is a misunderstanding, and that you didn't do those things at all."

Zhu Qingxiang pondered for a while, then said: "Grandmother, I need to think about this carefully. You should go back now."

"Oh my, what is there to think about? No matter what method I use, I must save you!"

Zhu Qingxiang was taken back to his cell and thought it over for several days.

He didn't know if "Grandmother" was real or fake, but she probably wasn't fake.

Although he had only met her twice, the old lady had rambled on about many things that matched up with his mother's maiden family.

She wanted to save him; this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he didn't want to miss it.

However, to get out successfully, he couldn't rely on Grandmother's intelligence alone. If his younger brother were here, he would definitely have a way.

Should he have him come over?

The two brothers had a secret method of contact; even if he was in Prison, he could contact his brother if he wanted to.

But he didn't want to right now; it was too risky. If something went wrong and he didn't get out but instead dragged his brother in, it would be a huge loss.

A Country.

"Ranran, wait for me."

Qi Heng chased after her from behind, running out of breath, sweat on his forehead.

"Can you stop being angry? I promise this wasn't my idea; it was my father's requirement."

Shi Ran lowered her head and kicked a small stone on the road, saying nonchalantly: "You don't need to explain to me. I'm not anyone to you; we are just classmates."

"Ranran, you know that's not true. I don't agree that we are just classmates."

"Then what?"

Shi Ran tilted her head and asked: "You know about the will my great-grandmother left. We had it all settled, but now things have changed. What do you want me to do?"

Qi Heng returned from L Country during the summer break and brought back bad news.

His father wanted him to go into politics.

It wasn't that Qi Heng didn't know about Jin Laofuren's last words, and he wasn't interested in politics either, so he immediately rejected his father's proposal.

But this time, the Vice President's attitude was very firm; he flew into a great rage and demanded that his son must listen to him.

The Vice President's position in the country was very delicate right now.

Originally, the President was preparing to abdicate due to illness, and he had gained the upper hand in the Diamond Mine matter; becoming President was already a certainty.

But man proposes, God disposes—the President got better!

When a person recovers from an illness, their mindset changes. The person who was originally the most trusted Heir now became the greatest threat.

Having been in officialdom for many years, the Vice President naturally knew he was in danger now.

So he took the initiative to hand over all the real power in his hands, retaining only a nominal position.

By doing this, everyone could save face; it wouldn't give others the impression that the President was suppressing the Vice President, and it could eliminate a potential threat.

The President was very satisfied; he had regained trust.

But his opponents seized this opportunity to suppress him frantically and win over his people, leaving him now walking on thin ice; his days were very difficult!

That was why he wanted his son to enter the officialdom as well to give him a hand; it didn't matter what happened to him, but his home was here, and he had to be responsible for his family.

Having already experienced the days of being a fugitive once, he never wanted to experience them a second time.

In his eyes, this was a very normal request, yet it was flatly refused by his son.

Qi Heng said he did not want to enter the officialdom.

He did not want to participate in those messy affairs.

So he flew into a great rage, and the father and son parted on bad terms!

He even locked his son at home, no longer letting him go to A Country; what was the use of being learned and talented?

He had read plenty of books, but his son was almost becoming someone else's.

Later, it was Lady Qi who could not bear it and secretly let her son go, allowing him to return to A Country.

Qi Heng also knew his father's predicament, so he told Shi Ran about this matter, hoping Shi Ran could understand him.

But the result was this attitude.

If she had argued with him, it would have been fine; after the argument, once the anger subsided, there would still be room for maneuver.

But she was very rational, even expressionless, and just coldly distanced herself.

He was caught in a dilemma, chasing after her to explain, hoping Shi Ran could give him some time.

As the two were talking, they did not notice a cold gaze staring at them from not far away...

This conversation still ended on bad terms.

The next day.

Shi Ran was absent-minded while going to school and suddenly bumped into someone, causing the books in the other person's arms to scatter all over the ground.

"I'm sorry, classmate, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

She hurriedly crouched down to pick up the books scattered on the ground.

"I'm sorry, it was my mind wandering; I didn't notice someone coming from the opposite direction. Are you alright?"

Both of them apologized at the same time.

The person opposite was a male student wearing glasses, fair and clean, gentle and refined, but he was a stranger whom she had never seen before.