Zhong Qiaohui wipes her hand over her face and says, "Mom, Grandpa, I am Zhang Yingxi's wife now. I am going to find him."
Zhong Mother stares in disbelief, "Do you know what you are saying, Qiaohui? He's dead, dead—"
Zhong Grandpa's expression darkens, and he steps forward, pushing Zhong Mother aside, telling his granddaughter, "Come with me."
Zhong Qiaohui follows Grandpa into his study.
Zhong Grandpa paces two steps in the study, looks back at his granddaughter, unsure whether to show pity, and says, "Do you know who he is?"
Upon hearing Grandpa's words, it seems he has known many things all along. Thinking about how Grandpa has hidden the truth even from her, Zhong Qiaohui's eyes darken slightly, saying, "Grandpa, I don't understand what you're saying. Isn't he Zhang Yingxi?"
