Guan Haoyang spoke very calmly, offering no opportunity to Qin Yucen as their eyes met—his gaze was cold, while hers held some hatred.
"Guan Haoyang, is this your so-called condition?" Qin Yucen curled her gorgeous lips into a smile, "I never expected you to be so shameless! Grandfather has been lying there for over three years and here I am at the doorstep, yet you're unwilling to let me take a single glance at him? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution? You are truly selfish, cold-blooded, and cruel! Do you think I would remarry someone like you? Guan Haoyang, are you insane? Or has a donkey kicked your head in? Let me tell you, you are dreaming!"