Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

"Sometimes I want to be cruel and not see him, but he is my son after all. When your grandma leaves, let me take good care of him."

"I'm afraid that I'll be sorry for your grandma. I don't know how to tell her about all the messy things he did."

"It's me, the father... who failed to teach him well."

Cui Sanning didn't say anything. She couldn't let a father give up his child.

But that doesn't mean she will forgive his mistakes.

Grandpa Su's cloudy eyes were moist: "But don't worry, grandpa will not agree to what he wants to do."

"I felt sorry for your mother twenty years ago, and it's even more impossible to feel sorry for her now."

This is the only thing he can do to make up for it. After all, it was his Su family who felt sorry for her and failed to keep such a good daughter-in-law.

Cui Sanning didn't answer. What she believed was not her grandfather, but her brother. With her brother here, what Su Qinghua asked for would never come true.

She even knew very well that the main reason why her grandfather had regressed to this point was because her brother had chosen to stay in the Su family.

If my mother had to take my brother away, I am afraid that these guilts would not exist now, and the two families would have been at odds with each other, because how could the family leader who had lived for decades be a vegetarian? He knew very well I know that the future of the Su family is in my brother's hands.

The rise and fall of his family is more important than anything else in his eyes.

In other words, his brother made him feel guilty on the condition that he stay in the Su family.

Cui Sanning looked at the gurgling water on the rockery aside, as if recalling something. She said, "Grandpa, I was still young twenty years ago and couldn't protect anyone."

But now she can.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence. Grandpa Su's eyes were wet: "Sangsang, grandpa will not let him do anything wrong."

"Leave it to grandpa."

Cui Sanning looked at the eighty-year-old man, how could he not understand the meaning of his words.

He was begging her to ask her and her brother not to touch Su Qinghua.

As for why he told her and not his brother, it was just because he didn't want his brother to be separated from him or even the entire Su family.

With a mocking smile, he loved her no matter how much, but after all, she was just a granddaughter who remarried with her mother, so how could she be compared to his biological son.

As long as she gives in, neither her brother nor the Cui family will target Su Qinghua.

But why.

Looking at the old man's moist eyes, Cui Sanning had nothing to say. Her grandfather had loved her since she was a child. She remembered all this, but she couldn't hear the pleading in his words.

After a moment, she took a deep breath and stood up: "Go back."

Grandpa Su looked at her: "Sangsang, don't argue with him this time."

After a pause, Cui Sanning said, "Okay, one last time."

"Grandpa, if you can make him give up this idea, then we will all be in peace in the future."

Cui Sanning pushed Grandpa Su back into the house and handed it over to Aunt Chen. Cui Sangning left without stopping.

Aunt Chen called her: "Sang Sang won't leave until you have eaten?"

Cui Sanning glanced at Grandpa Su, who looked lonely with his back to her, and replied, "No, I have something urgent."

It wasn't until she left that Grandpa Su turned around, with tears streaming down his old and cloudy eyes. In his ears were the last words she said: "Don't worry, my brother won't know about what I said today."

She knew that between Mu Bai and her, he chose Mu Bai. He wanted to maintain the relationship between Mu Bai and the Su family, but he lost his precious granddaughter starting today.

Instead of going to Jiulong Mansion in the evening, Cui Sangning stood in front of the window and dialed the number that he had memorized for more than twenty years but had never been dialed through.

"Hello? Who's there?" Su Qinghua looked at the unfamiliar phone number and asked after answering the call.

"Grandpa is eighty years old." Cui Sanning looked at the busy traffic below and said calmly.

Su Qinghua naturally recognized her voice.

"Sangsang?" He couldn't believe that she would call him.

The woman next to him who was cutting fruit for him moved her hands, and disgust and malice flashed in her originally tender eyes.

"When you are eighty years old and enjoying your old age, you come to me, a junior in your twenties, to beg you."

"Are you still a human being?" Her words were very calm, not like an accusation, but every word was heartbreaking.

Su Qinghua was shocked, thinking of his angry father who was bedridden.

His voice was soft, but cold: "I don't care whether you still have a relationship with that woman."

"But... let her never appear in front of me."

"Don't even think about entering the Su family's door."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qinghua's mind was filled with the words "When you are eighty years old and enjoy your old age, you come to me, a junior in your twenties, to beg you."

The woman next to her was restless: "All the huge family property was left to Su Mubai, and not a cent was left to you as my son. What are you pretending to do now?"

"Shut up!" After scolding, Su Qinghua stood up and left.

Before leaving, he turned to look at her and said, "Don't talk about going back to Su's house again."

Seeing him leave without looking back, the woman who had been so gentle just now became hysterical and smashed the fruit plate on the table into pieces: "Why! You want me to be your mistress for more than twenty years?" Mistress!"

"I love you so much! Why do you do this to me!"

Fell on the sofa, with vicious hatred in his eyes, you and your mother died twenty years ago, why are you alive!

In the private room of Guangfu Building, Duan Qiongyu was twirling the itch in his hand. Perhaps he was bored with waiting, so he took out a small handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the itch in his hand, blowing away the dust while wiping it.

Quan Yu saw this scene when he came in and put his coat casually on the back of the chair.

"After so many years of rubbing, it has been polished."

Duan Qiongyu raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his eyes to appreciate his own tickling: "What do you know? This is the effect you want."

Stuffing the handkerchief back into his pocket, Duan Qiongyu said, "Hey, you didn't come to our appointments several times before. Why did you take the initiative to invite me to dinner this time?"

He joked: "What, no one is home tonight?"

Quan Yu pulled up his chair and sat down, and answered the question inappropriately: "It's been a long time since we've been together. I don't think I'll make it up to you now."

"Ha, hypocrisy." Duan Qiongyu exposed his lies without politeness.

"You only think of me when there's no one at home?"

Quan Yu stopped pretending: "You know, but you still want to say it?"

"Tsk!" Duan Qiongyu crossed his legs: "That's what you're doing now."

"If we get married in the future, will our relationship be over?"

The corners of Quan Yu's mouth rose, and he unconsciously put on a soft smile.

Duan Qiongyu felt uncomfortable when he saw how happy he was as if no one else was watching him: "Why are you laughing?"

Picking up the chopsticks to pick up the food, Quan Yu raised his eyes and looked at him: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that what you just said was right."

For the first time, I felt that the word marriage was so pictorial, as if anything related to her was inexplicably tainted with beauty.

Duan Qiongyu spoke unforgivingly and raised his glass: "Why did I say something wrong? You don't plan to marry her?"