But what else could she do? Now all of her options lay in the hands of the Lin family. If she upset them further, they would truly be homeless.
"Father, for the sake of Qingshui and Chushui, please forgive us. Qingshui, Chushui, aren't you going to kowtow to your Grandpa?" Liu Baixiao continued to play the pathetic card. He quickly turned to his two sons, urging for their assistance.
"Grandpa, it's me, Qingshui. I used to visit your house often, don't you remember?" Upon catching his father's glance, Liu Qingshui promptly began to kowtow before the tightly shut door.
At this moment, it didn't matter if the person inside could see or not. As long as they had food and shelter, he would do anything.
"Grandpa, my father said that from now on, we should revert to the surname Lin. The Liu family doesn't want us and we no longer want the Liu family. From now on, we are only close to you and Grandma. Grandpa, please open the door."