Yue Tingfeng's car finally reached, and Mrs. Yue said, "Mom, the car's here. Let's go."
Grandma Su remained motionless. She felt pressure in her chest due to her anger.
Mrs. Yue said, "Mom, let's go to the hotel. I'll take you to watch Qingsi's film."
Frowning, Grandma Su replied, "I'm old. It's tiring. Those places aren't suitable for me."
Being the lady that she was, she sulked.
Grandma Su appeared oblivious to that. "Okay, then. It's hot, so it'll be better if you go home. We'll talk about it in another two days."
Mrs. Yue sat in the car and closed the door before rolling down the windows. She stretched her head out and turned to Grandma Su, saying, "Ma… I'm already a fifty-year-old lady. Tell me, do you really still have to worry about me?"
Grandma Su opened her mouth to say something.