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Fortunately, Xie Li's quick wit managed to smooth things over, but he still couldn't swallow his pride.

"Ah..."

Hearing Xie Li's explanation, Jiang Yuying was a bit perplexed. She never expected Siqi to go as far as to complain to his grandfather. And she couldn't understand why Siqi would resort to such actions.

After pausing for a moment, she asked incredulously, "He went to complain to dad because you gave Siyun two percentage points of shares?"

"Yes," Xie Li affirmed.

Though he knew Siqi's motivations likely ran deeper than that, driven more by the pressure Xie Li had put on him, he didn't hesitate to cast Siqi in a negative light when Jiang Yuying inquired.

As expected, Jiang Yuying's doubts intensified upon receiving Xie Li's confirmation. She couldn't comprehend why her son would complain over such a trivial matter of shares being allocated to their daughter.

In Jiang Yuying's mind, Siqi would eventually inherit everything his father owned. She knew Xie Li owned at least 65% of the shares, so allocating two percent to Siyun seemed inconsequential.

Furthermore, Jiang Yuying's own shares would eventually pass to Siqi. She had already planned how her assets would be distributed. Most of the dowry Xie Li had given her would go to Siqi, while the properties she had brought and acquired over the years would all go to Siyun.

In comparison, the properties she had were meager.

Siqi would ultimately receive much more than Siyun. So why fuss over these few shares?

Jiang Yuying couldn't understand and was greatly shocked.

Perhaps upset by her son's pettiness, Jiang Yuying's eyes welled up with tears. She probably felt inadequate now. She hadn't raised her daughter well, who had poor grades and ended up in a pitiful state. Her son had turned out badly, unable to share even a tiny opportunity for personal gain, insisting on hoarding everything for himself. While her husband worked hard outside, providing her with a comfortable life, she couldn't even raise her children properly.

But in reality, Xie Li blamed it all on the original.

A total scoundrel and waste of space.

Xie Li wasn't making excuses for Jiang Yuying, but he felt that the original was truly despicable. Whether it was the descriptions in the novel or his own experiences after transmigrating, he could sense that Jiang Yuying was treated like a vase, only required to look beautiful by the original. Apart from that, managing the household accounts was her biggest task.

The Xie family's accounts were messy and complicated, and instead of hiring a dedicated accountant, Xie Li made Jiang Yuying manage these trivial matters every day together with the steward. Although it sounded impressive, in reality, she had no real power and could only manage daily expenses. The real substantial funds didn't come from there; they were all in Xie Li's private accounts.

Xie Li controlled Siqi's education tightly, all under his supervision. From childhood to adulthood, he was strict, constantly preaching that Siqi would be in charge of the Xie Group in the future. Siyun, on the other hand, was left to her own devices, epitomizing the term 'spoiled.'

Jiang Yuying couldn't interfere in Siqi's education, as Xie Li didn't allow it. As for Siyun, she was under Jiang Yuying's care, but under Xie Li's constant oppression, she had also learned to obey him and follow his lead. Xie Li never owed anything to his wife and daughter in terms of material possessions, but Jiang Yuying's spiritual world was desolate. Such a woman couldn't raise her daughter properly.

Well, Xie Li wouldn't admit that he was making excuses for Jiang Yuying.

He had intended to say a few more words, but seeing Jiang Yuying's pitiful appearance, he couldn't bring himself to speak harshly. Instead, he said, "It's not too late."

The pitiable noblewoman immediately raised her head; her eyes filled with hope. With her eyes seemingly on the verge of tears, Xie Li felt a bit overwhelmed.

Forget it, scolding his wife wasn't urgent.

Xie Li compromised.

He laid out Xie Junhe's plan and even embellished it a bit.

"Today, Dad and I discussed it, and we both feel that we can't let Siqi continue like this. He has one more year of university left, so we'll take this opportunity to send him abroad. He'll spend the last year of his studies plus two more years for a master's degree abroad, giving him three years to cool off."

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