I trusted my judgment based on the look in Granny Wu's eyes just now, "Granny Wu, if it's about money, after you pass away, and the money is still given to Wu Zhenglin, would Wu Zhenglin agree to use this money once he knows the truth?"
"Miss Su Wan, you..." Granny Wu immediately became anxious and tried to say something but choked up.
My words were sharp, deliberately provoking Granny Wu, "Wu Zhenglin would feel that he was responsible for your death, and no matter how much money you leave him, he wouldn't spend a dime."
"So, Grandma, can't the Blood Splendor Robe heal your wounds because of the money issue?" Wu Zhenglin was about to lose his mind, kneeling by the bed, clutching Granny Wu's hands, "What exactly is going on? Tell me! Otherwise, I don't want to live, Grandma!"
"Nonsense! How can you... just say you won't live."
Granny Wu, who adored her grandson dearly, finally couldn't resist Wu Zhenglin and reluctantly revealed the truth,
