"No, don't let Zhenzhen let the past be the past. Don't mention Yingluo in the past."
Ruan zhaotian refused to bring up the past almost immediately.
"Zhaotian, why can't we? Since he had already made things clear today, he had to make this matter clear. That b * tch had an affair behind your back and even made a false accusation. She even dared to cause trouble at this old man's mourning hall. If we don't teach her a lesson and make her kowtow in front of your father, your father won't be able to take this lying down even if he's dead!"
Madame ruan didn't understand ruan zhaotian's good intentions.
She had just been lamenting about her grandson's 'premature death'.
Later, when he heard his daughter's words, he was suddenly awoken. Yes, for a promiscuous woman like Chen Qingzhi, who knew if the child in her stomach was his eldest grandson.
Perhaps, even if she was born, she would be just like ruan Mengmeng, a bastard child.
