Weilan spoke these words with righteous indignation, causing Zhuang Yuezhou's grandfather to merely look at her in silence without a response.
He tacitly agreed.
Zhuang Yuezhou turned to look at his father, his eyes widening in shock, "Dad, is what Weilan said true?"
"Yes, it is true." The elder Zhuang admitted unabashedly, "You are the only 'root' of our family. I can never accept you like this, not unless I die."
Zhuang Yuezhou was stunned, never expecting his father to take such a stance, which was infuriating.
Weilan was also taken aback by the elder Zhuang's stance.
She looked at him and said gravely, "Elder Zhuang, your wish might just be wishful thinking."
"Old Qiao, did you hear that? Your grown daughter is telling me this; you heard it all, right?" The elder Zhuang immediately addressed Mr. Qiao upon hearing this.
Mr. Qiao looked at Weilan, his eyes filled with incredible complexity.
