The three words 'Nangong family' were like a thread that tied Su Qian's heart. As soon as Qian Rong spoke, Su Qian's heart skipped a beat and made her stand up abruptly. "What has happened?"
Qian Rong was extremely anxious and quickly said, "I don't know the specifics, but I heard that Old Master Nangong is about to pass away. Now, the second and third branches of the Nangong family are pressuring him to hand over the position of the family head. They even want to drive your uncle out of the Nangong family. It's a big mess. You should go and take a look!"
Bang!
Su Qian was extremely angry. She slammed her fair and harmless palm on the hard stone table, and instantly chipped off a corner. "Let's go!"
"Mother, we'll go with you!" Su Ye and Su Qingqing stuck to Su Qian's side, and the three of them flew toward the direction of the Nangong family like a gust of wind.
Meanwhile, in the Xiangrong Courtyard where the head of the Nangong Family resided.
