"Grandma." Dou Weiwei bit her lip, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at Liu Lv.
Liu Lv turned her head to look at Dou Weiwei and smiled, "Weiwei, your father is the posthumous child left by my sister. I will raise you in her place, and no matter what happens today, the position of the Dou Family Patriarch will be your father's! And the man you like will also be yours. No one dares to compete with my granddaughter for a man!"
Her gaze was fierce, like a knife slicing towards Mu Ruyue.
"Young lady, as a woman, you should have some sense of shame. Don't cling shamelessly to this man. He will soon marry my granddaughter. If you're willing to cut off the arm that injured my granddaughter, I will allow you to leave this place alive!"
Liu Lv had lived for so many years, how could she easily believe Dou Weiwei's words like Dou Kui? She clearly understood that these two men and women were deeply in love, not as Dou Weiwei had said.
Yet, what of it?
