Her gaze fell on the transparent glass water bottle; Wen Nuan took the cup, poured some water, and handed it to Old Madam Wen.
Looking at the white pill in her hand, Old Madam Wen suddenly fell silent.
"Xiao Nuan, Grandma watched you grow up. Now, are you really going to go against the whole family for a man like Fu Mingyu?"
Old Madam Wen asked in a low voice.
Even though everything had been carefully planned, now that the moment had come, a flicker of hope suddenly flashed through Old Madam Wen's heart.
If this could be settled peacefully, that would be the best. Even when she met the old man after she passed, she wouldn't feel too ashamed to face him.
Hearing Old Madam Wen's words, Wen Nuan frowned slightly. "Grandma, I really don't understand what you mean. When have I ever gone against the family? And when have I ever gone against the family because of Third Brother?"
