Xiao Yu's gaze quietly observed her for a while.
Sheng Shushu didn't know what he was looking at. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, "I'm asking you a question."
Only then did he answer casually, "Took away the granddaughter-in-law he'd been longing for, how can he not take it out on me to get over it?"
That statement seemed to have no problems.
But Sheng Shushu was no fool, neither was Xiao Yu. She knew that Xiao Yu was not so easily handled. Would he just accept being hit if Xiao Qixiang wanted to fight?
She scoffed coldly, "Are you not able to beat Xiao Qixiang with his old arms and legs?"
Xiao Qixiang's health was still so poor; he should barely have the strength to hit anyone. What had Xiao Yu said to him to make the old man hit so hard?
"What did he hit you with?" she asked again.
Xiao Yu's eyes had already shifted away, and he was heading toward his bedroom.
Sheng Shushu followed behind him. He entered the dressing room, and she walked in too.
