"Shen Sa, why did you frame me!"
Chu Junhao roared with all his might, lunging forward to kick Shen Sa in the face.
*Slap!*
Yang Chen, quick as lightning, grabbed his calf and sneered, "Young Master Chu, are you trying to silence him?"
Chu Junhao struggled a few times but remained motionless. He fumed, "Nonsense! I never asked him to do such a thing, so why would I silence him? Let go of me!"
Yang Chen gave a cold smile and flung Chu Junhao's calf away. He turned to Shen Sa, "Don't worry, no one here can harm you. Continue speaking!"
Shen Sa saw the deadly intent in Chu Junhao's kick and decided to hold nothing back.
"Young Master Chu wanted to steal the sweet white glaze and white jade bowl without the old master noticing. So, he deliberately asked me to find fault and compete with you in appraising treasures, and then insist that these two items were genuine. This way, when Old Master Chu discovered the items were swapped, he wouldn't suspect him!"
*Hoo, hoo…*
Chu Luan was so angry he wheezed like an old ox, glaring at Chu Junhao, "The witness is right here, what more explanation do you have!"
"I'm being framed!"
Chu Junhao immediately knelt before his grandfather, tears and snot streaming down his face. He said aggrievedly, "Grandfather, you must believe me, I really didn't steal the two antiques. I'm being framed!"
"Think about it... What reason would I have to steal from my own family, right?"
Chu Luan was momentarily stunned. Chu Junhao was his most beloved grandson after Chu Xiang. He had even handed over the management of a branch company worth over a hundred million yuan to him. Logically, Chu Junhao shouldn't be short of money.
"Could it be that Junhao was indeed framed?"
As Chu Luan was undecided, Chu Xiang suddenly said, "Grandfather, the motive for theft is money. If we check his financial situation, we'll know if cousin has the motive to commit this crime!"
At these words, Chu Junhao's already pale face turned ashen, and he trembled, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Old Niu, investigate immediately!"
"Yes!"
After Chu Luan gave the order, he stared intently at Chu Junhao.
"Junhao, I'm giving you one last chance. Tell me honestly, did you do it!"
"I... I..."
Chu Junhao could no longer bear the pressure. He collapsed to his knees, weeping, "Grandfather, please give me one chance. I... I know I was wrong!"
*Slap!*
Chu Luan slapped Chu Junhao across the face and clutched his chest, his heart filled with pain.
"It really was you!"
"I entrusted you with the management of our most profitable branch company, and you get millions in pocket money every month. This family has never deprived you of anything, yet you stole from us. You've disappointed me greatly!"
"Tell me, why!"
Chu Junhao knew that if his grandfather investigated, everything would be clear, and he couldn't hide it any longer. He had no choice but to confess.
"I... I partnered with some friends to speculate in futures last month... and I misappropriated some of the company's funds..."
"Some funds!"
Chu Luan's anger flared. He asked sternly, "How much money?"
"One... One hundred million."
Seeing his grandfather's increasingly grim expression, Chu Junhao quickly added, "It... it wasn't all lost... I only lost seventy million..."
"So you thought of stealing my antiques to cover this deficit?!"
Chu Luan pointed at his eldest grandson, his voice laced with disappointment, "Chu Junhao, you are my most beloved grandson, yet you are even more unreliable than your father. You've truly disappointed me, you've angered me to death... to death..."
As he spoke, he suddenly stumbled backward and was about to fall. Fortunately, Yang Chen, with his quick reflexes, caught him around the waist and gently laid him on the ground. Chu Luan's teeth were clenched, his eyes tightly shut, and he had fainted.
"Grandfather!"
"Dad!"
Chu Tianguo, Chu Junhao, Chu Xiang, and over a dozen other second and third-generation descendants of the Chu family rushed over, wailing.
"Get lost!"
Chu Junhao stepped forward and shoved Yang Chen aside, shouting, "Kid, if you hadn't exposed me, my grandfather wouldn't have gotten so angry and fallen ill. If anything happens to my grandfather, I'll never forgive you!"
Yang Chen was amused by Chu Junhao's twisted logic, blaming him for his grandfather's condition when he was clearly the cause.
However, at this moment, Yang Chen could see that all the acupoints near Chu Luan's heart were glowing red, indicating a critical condition. Yang Chen had no time to argue with him and stepped forward, placing his hand on Chu Luan.
"What are you doing!"
Chu Junhao grabbed Yang Chen's wrist and shouted, "Take your dirty hands off! My grandfather is a man of noble status, how dare you touch him carelessly!"
Yang Chen twisted his wrist, flicking Chu Junhao's hand away. He coldly ordered, "The old man is having a myocardial infarction. If you don't want your grandfather to die, get out of the way!"