She sighed, "Mrs. Su, this is neither the time nor the place to discuss this. We should remain quiet. Grandma is not far gone and is watching…"
Shang Qingmei couldn't help but shiver, glancing at the black-and-white photo. A chill rose from her feet, causing her to grit her teeth silently.
Su Rongxing looked at her dressed in mourning clothes and felt much displeasure. He had long wanted to speak. Hearing her words, he sneered, "What right do you have to speak for Grandma? What right do you have to stand here on behalf of Su Ronggui? Is your surname Xu? Or is it Su? Don't forget—your surname is Tu."
