A poor relative visits

He knew that Chen Qingzhi was not dead yet!

He even knew that li junyu had sent Chen Qingzhi to a nursing home!

Ruan Mengmeng's clear almond-shaped eyes widened. "I dare you to touch her."

"You can try and see if I dare to." Yueting's dark blue eyes darkened with an undisguised threat.

"You're so silly!"

Just as ruan Mengmeng was about to warn Yueting, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the gate of li garden.

"God damn it, what right do you have to stop me from seeing my granddaughter! You're just servants of the Li family. What right do you have to stop my Yingluo? get out of my way! I want to go in and see my granddaughter. Get out of my way!"

It was a female voice, a goddess that belonged to the old lady.

Along with the old lady's curses, there was another middle-aged woman's voice that ruan Mengmeng found familiar.