"Qingyao!" Cheng Lian stopped her.
How could she watch her precious daughter kneel to a little girl who was nothing?
Cheng Lian gritted her teeth and looked at Su Xiaoxiao. "The Saintess has never even knelt before the King of the Southern Wilderness. Do you think your status is more noble than the King of the Southern Wilderness?"
Su Xiaoxiao chuckled. "Don't talk nonsense with me. She agreed herself. If you wanted to object, why didn't you say so back then? So you were bullying me. It's fine if you don't kneel today! Let me put it this way. The Cheng family can either choose to have her or me!"
The Cheng family could do without the Saintess, but the Cheng family could not do without its Young Master.
Especially at Cheng Sang's age, it was already impossible for her to give birth to a second descendant.
Even the elders and uncles who had been bribed by Cheng Lian and Xie Yunhe fell silent.
