"Qing Yue, go to invite Aunt Shui. Don't disturb my grandmother. She's not good enough to withstand such a thing!" Qin Wanru lowered her eyebrows, looked very sad, whispered to Qing Yue.

She looked thin and small, except for a bit fleshy face. As she lowered her head, her long eyelashes drooped, casting uneven shadows on her pink and white face, which was beautiful and heartrending.

And what she said was very sensible. She didn't complain to her grandmother, ...