"And where do you think you are going?"
Vivian turned to the stairs and saw that her grandfather was sitting in a wheelchair. "Grandfather!" She rushed up the stairs and knelt beside him on the landing overlooking the whole sitting room.
"Child, you look sad. I know the family saddens your heart, but they are still your family. No matter how disappointed you are with them, you shouldn't let the outsiders get the satisfaction of ruining us. Please save your family Vivian." He passed his palm over her neatly combed hair.
"But grandfather, I cannot fight head-on with Mo lingtian." She protested not because she really cannot, but because she didn't want to. He was the man she loved and plans to marry.
