Mr. Su placed the chess manual down and snorted coldly:
"Sorry? What do you have to be sorry about? Since you married her, you should protect her, spoil her. Don't tell me you're going to just stand by and watch as she's bullied by others? Old Sir Lu has gone too far, directly sending a traditional Chinese doctor over. What's the meaning of this? Slapping her in the face? He clearly doesn't see me as worthy of his regard!"
"Grandfather didn't mean it like that."
"Little Jin'er, you're too naive. This is just shaking the mountain to warn the tiger. If the Chinese doctor actually reveals anything, it's like grabbing hold of your weakness. By then, they won't remain so polite anymore. Don't assume the best about people. Those old folks' schemes? I see through them every time!"
Qin Miaomiao didn't want to delve too deeply into the matter. After all, Old Sir Lu had protected her in the past, and given his poor health, wanting to have a great-grandchild was a normal desire.
