Jiang Han knew he held no weight with his father now, and pleading with him was useless. After much consideration, he decided to seek Jiang Youzhi's help, especially since he was well aware of how much his father doted on this legitimate eldest son.
Jiang Youzhi listened to Jiang Han's words with amusement. "How did you come to think of asking me?"
"I think from now on, we should both spare ourselves the effort and not pretend to be close."
"You don't need to hide your malice towards me. I won't conceal my disdain for you either. As long as you don't provoke me and stay put honestly, I don't mind you continuing to be the second young master of Duke Mansion."
Jiang Han looked at him, seemingly unable to understand why he would say such things.
Jiang Youzhi walked a few steps forward and suddenly turned back to look at him. The hint of resentment accidentally revealed on Jiang Han's face did not escape his eyes.
Jiang Youzhi chuckled lightly, "I hope you're smart enough, truly."
