Song Henian's face turned red from the reaction to the medication. He leaned on the wall as he came out, struggling to withstand the surges that rolled over him, wave after wave.
"Grandpa, why did you do this?" he breathed deeply, his lips tightly clamped in restraint.
Song Changhe immediately replied, "Anian, everything Grandpa does is for your own good."
For his own good meant sending the person he'd loved for so many years to his bed through dirty tricks? Song Henian bitterly smiled inside.
The corners of his mouth curved into a weak arc, "You knew I loved her, yet you still pushed her and me into an abyss from which there's no return."
The most laughable part was...
He had just dealt with the scum Zhang Yuqiang, only to almost become another scum himself, unknowingly, in the next second!
After this incident, perhaps there really was no chance for him and her.