But she was just a servant, and it wasn't her place to speak about the affairs of the master's family. So she didn't respond to Grandma Lu's words, and could only offer comfort:
"The words you said to the Young Lady today, she should be able to take them to heart. Don't be angry, it's not good for your health."
Grandma Lu sighed softly and shook her head.
After all, she was her own granddaughter, and she hoped the child would be well. Otherwise, with Mo Qing's temperament, if he was truly provoked, he wouldn't be polite even to his own sister.
Lu Moqing drove from the Lu family home all the way to the Qiao Family. He kept glancing at the Ragdoll cat placed in the co-pilot seat, his heart filled with a faint sense of trepidation.
He was always worried that the pet he had chosen would be disliked by his wife.
When they arrived at the Qiao family residence, a servant immediately approached, "Young Master Lu, this way please."
