Uncle Zhao was stunned.
"Old Master was so angry that he made him spend the rest of his life in prison just to avenge you. Have you really gone senile? Have you forgotten all of this?" Matriarch Lu looked at Uncle Zhao with a dark expression. She yearned to throw Uncle Zhao out, but when she thought of how Uncle Zhao had stayed in the Lu family for so many years, her heart couldn't help but soften.
When Auntie Cao, who was standing at the side, heard Matriarch Lu's words, she nodded tearfully and said softly, "Old Zhao, I was there too. The chauffeur had just drunk too much. At that time, I was the one who helped you carry your wife out of the car. Don't you remember?"
Uncle Zhao looked at Matriarch Lu in disbelief, his gaze finally landing on Auntie Cao's face.
