Mrs. Liu's final words pierced straight to the heart.
The old lady grew increasingly furious, her cane seemed to carry fire as she repeatedly struck Lu Yanbin, "How many times have I told you to treat her well, yet you heedlessly neglected her time and again for that little harlot, even going so far as to beat her. And now, the second child is gone too, are you satisfied? Are you happy? You owe me my great-grandchild!"
Lu Yanbin winced in pain, his knees buckling as he knelt on the ground, "Grandmother, please calm down, I know my mistakes. Once Shuyuan wakes and recovers, I will surely make up for a great-grandchild."
The old lady slumped into the nearby armchair, holding her head in anguish.
Hong Ling quietly suggested, "The Young Madam needs peace and quiet, let's go outside!"
Hong Xiang wiped her tears, stood up, and went to assist the old lady.
