"Miss Su Wan, you don't know the whole story," said Granny Wu as I arrived, her tone softened slightly, yet she remained adamant. "Zhenglin's parents died early, and without any educational qualifications, how could he survive without this money? After I die, he will surely starve to death."
Zhenglin almost lost his temper, "Granny, I have both hands and feet, I won't starve myself to death even if I struggle, don't underestimate me."
If it had been me, I would definitely have lost my temper just like Wu Zhenglin.
But as Granny Mi, Granny Wu was obviously stuck in a dead-end.
She was wise when helping others with their fates, but irrationality overcame her when it came to her own grandson.
Unless Wu Zhenglin was indeed an academic prodigy, she would probably die before letting go of those millions in her savings account.
A flash of inspiration struck me, and I asked Granny Wu, "If Wu Zhenglin gets into a top university, would you be willing to donate all that money?"