After Jiang Chengsi left, the old lady specifically called Jiang Shiyi aside to talk about Jiang Chengsi's issues.
"Chengsi has been like this since he was young. Your grandfather says he's a person of emotions. Don't be fooled by how indifferent he seems; he's quite sensitive..."
Jiang Shiyi nodded, but his gaze fell on the crooked-neck tree in the old lady's arms. The little guy didn't understand what they were talking about and babbled senselessly at Jiang Shiyi.
"You should show more care for him, come home often, and don't bully him."
"I haven't bullied him," Jiang Shiyi stated bluntly.
"Then why did he move to the East side to live?"
"Grandma, you don't seriously think I forced him away, do you?"
"After all, Xiaosi is just putting on a brave front outside. At home, he's a paper tiger. Among your brothers, who can he outplay? In terms of scheming, he's the most naive."
"..."
Jiang Shiyi cleared his throat; indeed, the kid was somewhat silly.
