"You think I'm willing to go with you?" Lady Zhou's face was stern as she spoke with displeasure. She was not foolish; no matter how well Lian Shouren and Lian Jizu concealed their intent, she understood the purpose of their words. "When you lived in town before, it was only a few miles away. Have I ever visited you?"
She was used to living in this large courtyard, where she had raised her children. She was the mistress of this large courtyard, and her confidence was unshakable. Would everything be the same if she left this courtyard?
If there was anyone in the Lian Family who didn't want to leave the old house, there was no doubt it was Lady Zhou.
"It all depends on Old Master," Lady Zhou seemed to say to herself. No matter what she thought, if Old Master Lian decided to leave, she would follow; if he stayed, she would stay. Married women follow their husbands, and Old Master Lian was her greatest support; naturally, she couldn't be separated from her support.
