Of course, what Mr. Shen was concerned about wasn't whether Rong Qingqing said Liao Yamei was old and had rough skin. What he was concerned about was, "Did you say the burn ointment was given to you by Ah Jue?"
What Old Master Shen was concerned about was whether Shen Jue would care about Rong Qingqing?
"Yes," Rong Qingqing responded.
Mr. Shen looked towards Shen Jue and saw him still sitting silently in the wheelchair, but his mind was pondering.
If Shen Jue starts caring about Rong Qingqing, perhaps it's a good change.
Rong Qingqing didn't give Mr. Shen much time to think, as she spoke up.
"Grandpa Shen, I've thought about it, and I think I should move back home," Rong Qingqing said with embarrassment on her face.
"After all, this isn't my home. Whether it's the bodyguards or the butler here, they're good, but I'm ultimately an outsider. It's understandable that they don't listen to me."
