From Sidekick to Bigshot

Chapter 105 - Sweater was Knitted by Yiling (1)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Jian Yujie was furious. He was about to argue with Jian Yunnao.

However, just as he got up, a small hand grabbed at his arm. She firmly held the corner of his clothes.

Jian Yujie turned his head to look at Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling looked back at him and shook her head, “It’s okay.”

If Jian Yujie were to argue with Jian Yunnao, that would make the situation awkward for the rest of them. Everyone would be upset and nothing good would come out of the situation.

“But…”

Jian Yujie was unbearably angry. Jian Yunnao had obviously done it on purpose!

“Don’t fight.” Jian Yiling said in a quiet voice. She had a firm expression on her face.

Jian Yujie furrowed his brows as he struggled with internal conflict.

However, finally, he gave up. He would let go of the situation.

Jian Yuncheng suddenly turned around to ask Grandma Jian:

“Grandma, did Yiling spend a lot of time knitting this sweater?”

Grandma Jian paused for a moment before she replied, “As long as you like it, it’s okay.”

Grandma Jian didn’t want to emphasize the fact that Jian Yiling had spent a lot of time and effort on the sweater.

She didn’t understand why Jian Yuncheng had asked her such a question all of a sudden.

For this reason, she continued to look at Jian Yuncheng whilst waiting for a reply.

At this moment, Jian Yunnao looked up at Jian Yuncheng in surprise:

“What are you talking about? Shiyun gave you the sweater. She knitted it herself!”

When Grandma Jian heard this, she frowned before replying: “Yiling knitted the sweater. I saw her knit it. How could it possibly be made by someone else?”

“No way. Shiyun gave him the gift. I was there when he received it. I saw the situation with my own eyes!” Jian Yunnao cried out with confidence.

Then he turned around to look at his parents, “Mother, Father. You were there as well! Tell grandma that the sweater was a gift from Shiyun!”

When faced with Jian Yunnao’s questions, Jian Shuxing and Wennuan both frowned.

With a deep voice and a heavy heart, Jian Shuxing replied, “Yunnao, we’ve confirmed the situation. The sweater was knitted by Yiling.

Before today, Jian Yuncheng had discussed the matter with Jian Shuxing. They planned to tell Jian Yunnao about the situation.

Regardless of the final result of the investigation, the girl named Mo Shiyun had lied.

As they were his parents and elder brother, they had the responsibility to let Jian Yunnao know the truth. The fact that his trusted friend had deceived him.

However, Jian Yunnao didn’t believe their words. “Are you telling me this because you want me to get along with her? You know you don’t need to find a ridiculous excuse like this right?! There is no need to slander Mo Shiyun’s name!”

Jian Yunnao’s voice was filled with anger.

His anger and tone surprised his parents. Tears began to brim in Wen Nuan’s eyes. It hurt that her own son questioned her like this. It was almost as if her heart had been cut by a knife.

“You bastard!”

Grandpa Jian slammed the desk with his hand. His voice shocked everyone there.

Even He Yan’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Grandpa Jian yell. She had been intently watching the scene unfold in front of her.

Even after so many years, she was still scared of Grandpa Jian. Grandpa Jian was not someone to be reckoned with when he was angry.

Jian Yunnao was also stunned. He could only blankly look at his grandpa.

“I understand why you don’t believe your sister. Sometimes she has a bad temper and can get angry over small things. However, now, you don’t even believe what your older brother says? The words that your parents and grandma tell you? Do you even think of us as your elders? Who are we to you?!”

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Grandpa Jian’s voice was strong and powerful. People trembled in fear under his glare.

“No… I…” Jian Yunnao stammered. He had gotten intimidated by Grandpa Jian.

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