Mrs. Huo Sr. spoke with a stern look at Huo Shenting, and her tone became decidedly more serious. Her face, marked by the years, held an authority greater than that of the average woman.
Her strong ink-black eyes fell upon Ye Shu, speaking with a deep voice.
"Don't think that because I am old, I can be deceived by anything."
Ye Shu was momentarily startled by her words—it was clearly directed at Huo Shenting, yet it felt like a warning to her as well.
She lightly pursed her red lips, and with a faint smile on her face, her tone was gentle as she spoke.
"Grandma, among all the elderly ladies in North City, you are undoubtedly the most capable and outstanding. Shenting's little tricks can't escape your notice, how could he dare to deceive you?"
As she spoke, she held Mrs. Huo Sr.'s hand, her smile changing from faint to sweet, "I wouldn't dare to be cunning in front of you either."
