"I understand."
Upon mentioning Su Qing, Mu Shaocheng's eyes faded slightly.
Although Grandma seldom went out, she only chased after Qin Wan's audiobooks on her phone.
But she knew what she needed to know.
Including the fact that Madam Su's grave had been desecrated, and all evidence pointed toward Qin Wan.
Grandma knew that too.
She sighed, her voice tinged with a hint of reminiscence, "Back then, both our family and the Fu Family promised that no matter which of us Aqing wanted to marry in the future, be it you or Fu Minghan, we would have to marry her."
"..."
A chill flashed through Mu Shaocheng's expression.
He did not respond.
It seemed Grandma didn't expect him to speak.
She mused to herself, "When you expressed your dislike for Aqing and your reluctance to repay kindness with marriage, I knew you had someone you liked in your heart."
