Jiang Jingya's face turned cold: "Zhuangyu, how can someone who claims to be a cultural worker say such things?"
Huo Shanhe also got angry at this moment: "Third brother's wife, neither your Auntie Jiang nor I are dead yet. There's no need for you to interfere in Old Four's matters. We'll let you know when we need you. If there's nothing else, just go home."
After finishing, he headed towards the study.
Duan Zhuangyu, who had been married into the Huo Family for these years, was embarrassed for the first time by her father-in-law. She stood there feeling as awkward as possible.
When Huo Shanhe was about to open the study door, he turned around and looked at his eldest daughter-in-law: "Eldest daughter's wife, Xiaodong is no longer young. Instead of worrying about unnecessary things, it would be better for you to focus on your son's issues. As for Old Four's matters, your Auntie Jiang and I will handle them, so you need not worry."
