Chen Xinwan said over the phone to him, emotionally and rationally, "Your sister is so pitiful. She was raised by the wrong family and suffered cruelty from her adoptive parents. Poor child, she even had to do laundry, cook, and feed the pigs during the harsh winter. Curse that Zhou Hongqi! Tell me, if you don't treat your sister well, do you have a conscience?"
Bai Zhenyang replied, "As Qiaoqiao's third brother, Bai Jingrui, if you don't treat your sister well, get out of this house. I won't acknowledge you as my son! Think about it, if you were the one wrongly embraced and had to eat chaff, cook meals, and endure beatings since childhood, and then you found your family, what kind of treatment would you want?"
Grandpa Bai also called Bai Jingrui, "Qiaoqiao saved your grandmother's life. If she hadn't come back, your grandma might have passed away long ago. Bai Jingrui, if you're not good to Qiaoqiao, I won't acknowledge you as my grandson!"
Bai Jingrui was silent.