"What's this? Young Master Zongzheng wants to secretly deal with us old folks?"
Huo Sichen: "If I wanted to act, I wouldn't do it personally."
These words were quite arrogant, but they made sense.
Old Madam Bai froze for a few seconds, confusion surfacing in her eyes.
What did they mean by that?
The Fu Family members had been around earlier, and there were certain things Li Susu didn't want others to know.
So after leaving in frustration, she was certain Old Madam Bai would return to Beilin that very night. She waited along the route they would inevitably take.
Sure enough—
She intercepted them.
Without hesitation, she opened her mouth: "I heard that fifty years ago, Old Madam Bai lost a child."
She saw the contempt in the other's gaze immediately change—first, shock that she knew about this, then overwhelming anger as it surged through Old Madam Bai, who was outraged.
The lost daughter was the greatest regret of her life.
It was also the most painful memory.
