Wu Tong had known the Old Lady's temper all these years. She was stubborn and loved to control everything, and nobody could control her.
Even master Li ran away from home because of this.
"Mom, I understand what you mean."
Wu Tong looked at Li Qingcang and whispered, "Qingcang, you have to think about your father sometimes. So many people are looking up to him in his position."
"I know that, Mom. I'm not three years old. You go back."
In the banquet hall, grandma Li was still in a bad mood.
Li Xing looked at his mother and said in a deep voice, "Mom, a harmonious family cultivates prosperity. Shouldn't you understand that by now?"
