Xie Heng looked at the spot where Zhao Chuchu had grabbed him. He slowly moved away.
Zhao Chuchu could tell what he was doing. She gave him a small brow raise.
What a modest man!
Madam Yang didn't notice that they were having a silent conversation. "Chuchu, um, Granny used to be very worried about getting sick and dying, which is why I said all those things. Could you please not take what we said to heart? You're from the Zhao family, and we're all your relatives and older people..." she groveled.
"Before I married Xie Heng, you told the village that you disowned me and cut me off. You said that from that day on, we would have nothing to do with each other. Are you changing your mind now? You want me to leave right now?" Zhao Chuchu snapped.
"You're fawning over me for no reason, so you must have something else in mind. Don't think for one second that I can't figure out what you're doing. Don't forget what you said then. The Zhao family has nothing to do with me."
