He simply lowered his head and said nothing.
Silence itself is an attitude.
"Fine! You, He Laoda!"
Granny Li was furious, her frail, skinny body trembled slightly!
"Mother!"
He Youliang feared his mother would fall ill from anger, and hurriedly rushed forward to support her.
Granny Li gripped her second son's hand tightly, seeing his honest and simple appearance, she thought of her lost precious granddaughter, and the money-driven rebellious child He Yingying, who no longer recognized her grandmother.
For a moment, the old woman's heart surged with emotions, and two rows of hot tears silently fell.
"Mother~~" He Youtian raised his head and caught sight of his mother's tear-streaked face.
His heart panicked, instinctively wanting to rush over.
But Granny Li raised her other hand, making a halting gesture.
"Separate! Our family will separate!"
