Old Master Mu's voice was slightly raised as he spoke, as if he really cared about Jing Qing.
"Don't listen to my grandfather's nonsense. How could Yichen let me suffer?"
Jing Qing replied softly, then pushed her grandfather's hand again.
"Listen to what Jing girl is saying. Old Jing, could it be you're unhappy because Yichen is on good terms with that Qin girl and you want to seek justice for your granddaughter? That's rather narrow-minded of you. The children themselves don't take it to heart, so why should we, as elders, fuss over it? Besides, matters of the heart, it's all about fate!"
Old Master Mu spoke patting his leg leisurely.
Feng Fanghua respected no one but her father-in-law.
Perhaps in the Jing family, only her father-in-law could hold sway.
"Fate? Are you saying that our two families are not as fated as your family is with the Qin family?"
The old master of the Jing family sat in the sofa with the posture of a respected leader, not lacking in the slightest.
