Feng Wu was speechless. "Which is more important, your life or gossip?"
Little Phoenix said, "I love life as much as I love gossip!"
Zuo Chengfeng smiled at the old lady. "Rongyue, what's wrong? I'm not mad at you yet, and you're mad at me already?"
Mrs. Hua smirked. "Mad at me? Who gave you the right to do that?"
Zuo Chengfeng's face darkened a little. "Qingxi is dead. Why do you think I'm mad at you? I have a lot of grandchildren, but most of them have died over the years, and I've trained Qingxi in secret. Don't you know that?!"
The old lady said, "I didn't kill your grandson!"
Zuo Chengfeng didn't reply.
Old Mrs. Hua frowned. "I didn't kill Zuo Qingxi! You know my medical skills. There was no way that I couldn't cure him."
Zuo Chengfeng smirked. "That's right. You're such a great doctor. How can my Qingxi be dead?"
Was he suggesting that she was the culprit?
