"I know that this matter has nothing to do with you, but whenever I think of you being Murong Tai's daughter, I feel unhappy. Even now, my heart is still stifled!" Dongfang Lan said, touching her chest. "However, Cang'er likes you! I can see it! He has already lost his parents and is unfortunate enough. If I were to object, it would make him even more miserable! I don't want to separate you two!"
As she became emotional, Dongfang Lan's tears fell. For some reason, seeing the elderly woman in front of her in tears, Murong Qiqi felt very distressed. She got up and walked in front of Dongfang Lan, taking out a handkerchief to gently wipe the tears from her cheeks.
"Grandmother, don't be sad! I will honor you together with my husband!"
