When Song Lianhe heard that her maternal grandmother had raised hell at the General Mansion—not only summoning Old Master Song to write a severance letter, but also burning down her old courtyard and throwing a stack of silver notes in Mrs. Liu's face—she was so stunned her jaw dropped!
"Grandmother, you're amazing!"
Full of admiration, Song Lianhe went from massaging her grandmother's shoulders to kneading her legs.
Marchioness Xuan Chang smiled affectionately. "Your grandfather and I have been holding our tongues for a long time. We've been wanting to let it all out like this for ages, but before… you…"
Song Lianhe understood.
In the past, she had been single-mindedly focused on marrying Zhou Junlin. Since he frequently visited her father, she had hoped to use that connection to grow closer to him.
