In the Old Su Family's home in Lihua Village, Chen Danou sat on the edge of the heated brick bed, smiling cheerfully at Old Su. "Aunt Su, do you think you could help me with something?"
Chen Danou had come today to discuss a marriage between her second son and Su Qing of the Su Family.
Old Su said, stone-faced, "You know as well as I do that our Old Su Family has already separated from that girl, Su Qing. These days, as her grandmother, I have no control over her. You have no idea how fierce that girl is now. If something goes wrong, she'll pull a knife. So, let's just drop the matter."
Even now, Old Su's heart still trembled a little when she thought about the time Su Qing had pulled a knife.
"What? Pulled a knife?" Chen Danou's expression stiffened. "What's this all about?"
