Elder Shen roared, "Thinking about Qingwu? Where do you get the nerve!"
Lin Jingsheng, seeing the opulent decor of the Shen Family home, decided to cling to them, at least until he got some money.
"Elder, my mother was always good to Qingwu, even better than to Chengcheng, her own granddaughter!"
Mentioning Lin Huazhen was a mistake. As soon as her name came up, Elder Shen snorted coldly.
"Huazhen treated Qingwu well because Qingwu is her biological granddaughter. It has nothing to do with you."
Lin Jingsheng thought the elder meant that Madam Lin treated Qingwu like her own granddaughter and didn't consider other possibilities.
"Elder, we raised Qingwu for almost nineteen years. Even if we didn't do much, we still worked hard."
Elder Shen raised an eyebrow, exuding authority without anger.
