Watching Zhuang Shaoyang and Long Xiao poised for confrontation, ready to explode, the Zhuang Family was even more confused.
But Liang Rong had already understood who Long Xiao was from Zhuang Shaoyang's reaction. Looking at the seated Zhang Jin, a strong sense of unease suddenly arose in her heart.
"Mom, who is this?" Zhuang Chujiao leaned over to her and whispered.
The atmosphere today was too strange; she felt that little bitch Zhuang Xiangnuan had come prepared.
Liang Rong had no time to pay attention to her at the moment; her mind was filled with memories of the past, pondering whether she had left any evidence behind.
Her gaze fell on the paper on the floor, just torn to pieces by Zhuang Chujiao, and she felt a bit of relief.
Facing the inquisitive looks of the Zhuang Family, Long Xiao said, "Seventeen years ago, Miss Zhuang Ning was caught in bed with someone. The photos were exposed, shocking the entire Beijing upper circle, and I am the man in those photos!"
