Whenever he spoke of the past or recalled those days, Jiang Boya would feel a piercing pain in his heart.
Old Master Jiang’s face was stern. After a long pause, he said, "All these years, you have not married because you’ve been pining for that girl? If that’s the case, you had better get that thought out of your head. She’s nothing but a servant of our family, of lowly status. How could she possibly enter the Jiang Family’s door as my son Jiang Hongfa’s daughter-in-law?"
Jiang Boya: "That’s a feudal mindset! Domestically and abroad, people are considered equal. Besides, Uncle Fang has followed you and been wholly loyal. How can you still view his family with such old prejudice?"
Old Master Jiang: "No matter what society we live in, being well-matched in social and economic status is important! Moreover, let me make myself clear, even if I, Jiang Hongfa, were to have no descendants through you, I would never acknowledge a child born of a maid as my grandchild!"
Jiang Boya’s eyes turned red: "Do you despise my child that much?"
Old Master Jiang: "I despise the woman who bore your child. Of low status, bearing a child who carries half of her blood, that is not the descendant I want!"
"My mother’s family had a good reputation, she was beautiful and virtuous. Why didn’t you have a child with her? Why did you have to be with my mother’s sister and have me with her?"
"Marrying your mother was arranged by the family elders, a union of two families. I didn’t have much affection for her, and your mother did not bear any children—not that I didn’t let her, she simply could not conceive. As for... as for what happened between me and your mom, I have nothing to say."
Leaning back in his chair, Old Master Jiang lifted his head, slowly closed his eyes, and his thoughts drifted to decades ago, as if in a moment he saw that graceful figure standing under the peach blossoms...
"Speaking this way, do you feel justified towards my mother and my mom?" Jiang Boya was oblivious to what Old Master Jiang was thinking. He clenched his fists by his side, his tone grave: "I’ll find a way to return to the country as soon as possible."
Old Master Jiang suddenly opened his eyes, straightened his body: "Are you wishing for me to die before your eyes?"

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