The sound of the door opening behind her interrupted Qin Ran's train of thought. When she saw that it was Mo Chi, she immediately stood up and asked, "How's Grandpa doing?"
"Not very optimistic. I reckon he can't take any more blows." Mo Chi gently gripped Qin Ran's shoulders with both hands and sat on the bench with her.
"It's all my fault." Qin Ran lowered her head and sighed lightly.
"I just told Grandpa that we're going to get a divorce. Grandpa was very angry and said that we definitely can't get a divorce." Mo Chi pretended to look at Qin Ran with innocent eyes.
Old Mr. Mo actually did not agree to the divorce. Qin Ran was puzzled. Logically speaking, when she first married into the Mo Family, she relied on the little life in her stomach. Now, he already knew that this was all fake. Shouldn't he ask her to leave the Mo Family as soon as possible, like chasing away the plague?
