Mr. Rong turned his head back, then looked at Old Man Qin.
"You claim that the object belongs to the Qin Family, Qin Ye says it was passed down to his father from his grandmother. If you insist on claiming it, then fine… Qin Ye, go and call the police!"
"Back then, your father sold things to pay for your mother's medical treatment, which was perfectly legitimate and nothing to hide."
"Moreover, I believe that since your grandmother said it was hers, the object must have come from somewhere. Let the police investigate it; they might even be able to find your grandmother's family."
"Then won't it be clear whose it really is?"
When Mr. Rong was in Jing City, he had discussed the matters concerning his son-in-law's house with his daughter.
It seemed this family was quite complicated… It was said that Qin Ye's grandmother had fled famine to come here.
Just now, he had overheard the conversations outside while he was in the room and thought of these things.
