Mrs. Qin looked at her son lying on the ground with blood on the back of his head. She felt her blood boil. She rushed forward, grabbed Qin Yu, and was about to hit her. "Why are you so ruthless? That's your uncle!"
Clearly, compared to her daughter, Qin Hong, Mrs. Qin valued her son, Qin Gang, more. Qin Yu even dared to kill her uncle, so she clearly did not have much feelings for her grandmother, who she had only seen once or twice a year. Hence, Qin Yu grabbed her grandmother's hand and pushed her forward to the door.
Mrs. Qin wanted to rush up again, but Qin Yu went up and grabbed her collar with her height advantage. "Grandma, have you thought it through? If you really offend my mother and me, are you going to let your precious son take care of you in your old age?"
