Forgive

As soon as the old lady had spoken, everyone's gaze turned towards Wen Zhi.

At that moment, Wen Zhi clearly felt at a loss, "Grandma, you have already given me so much, I..."

Her heart was filled with emotion, and she choked up, unable to form coherent sentences or know what to say in response to the old lady's kindness.

"Speak up, say it boldly. As long as grandma can do it now, I will make sure it's done," the old lady's breathing was heavier than before.

The calm atmosphere barely lasted half an hour, and everyone was on edge.

Standing to the side, Meng Fan quickly said, "Zhizhi, go ahead, just say anything."

The old lady spoke up, "The old woman is still lucid, don't think about deceiving me; let Zhizhi speak for herself."

Following that, the old lady's loving gaze turned to Wen Zhi, "Take your time thinking, no rush, tell me when you've thought of it."

"Grandma..." Wen Zhi held the old lady's wrinkled hand tightly, hesitating to speak.