He Family Old Residence.
He Jinhong knelt straight at the gate, the blazing sun causing a layer of sweat to form on his forehead.
Inside the old residence, a cool breeze blew gently. Fang Peiqing knelt in front of Old Mr. He, unable to stop crying.
"Dad, none of this has anything to do with Jinhong; it's me, I'm the one who wanted him to return from the branch to the headquarters, so I did some things. He knows nothing, we have no conspiracy!"
Old Mr. He looked at Fang Peiqing coldly, and said sternly: "With a mother like you, it's no wonder the eldest turned out like this! If Peiyun were still alive, she would never have done this, and neither would Jinhong!"
Fang Peiqing lowered her head crying, but a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.
"Dad, I beg you, Jinhong is after all your eldest grandson, whom you love most. He's implicated because of me; it's all my fault. Punish me however you want, but please don't remove him from his position."