"Uncle Three!"
Mr. Cheng suddenly appeared, and everyone in the hall was taken aback. Cheng Shihuai's shout of "Uncle Three" brought them back to their senses.
Jiang An gently pushed Mr. Cheng into the room, seated in his wheelchair.
Standing next to Jiang An was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty, who, upon seeing Kael, cheered and rushed over, exclaiming, "Daddy!"
"Amy!"
Kael hugged his daughter, feeling utterly relieved, "Are you okay?"
"Daddy, I'm fine, thanks to this gentleman who saved me!"
"Oh, thank God! That's wonderful!"
Kael, who had been downcast, now cheered up in joy.
The crowd still looked puzzled, wondering what was going on?
Only Old Sir Cheng's face turned ashen when he saw the situation.
Shit!
He had finally found Kael's weakness!
The arrogant Cheng Feng looked as if he had seen a ghost!
"What? See your grandpa and don't greet him? Now that you have your Second Grandfather as your backing, do you think you can ignore me as your grandpa?"
