If her grandfather and grandmother hadn't favored boys over girls their whole lives, and if they weren't still clinging to that mindset—not to mention the things they'd said at the hospital—Qin Jiao would have gladly brought the elderly couple to North City to care for them.
But as things stood, if she brought them to North City, they wouldn't be grateful. They would just think it was her duty.
On top of that, they would demand she bring Xiao Tao along too. They would expect her to cover all his expenses without question—not just his schooling, but even paying for him to get married in the future.
Who would be willing to put up with that?
The group returned to the old family home. The once-bustling estate was now cold and deserted.
Old Mrs. Qin, her hair completely white, froze on the spot. She was still holding a pig-feeding ladle as she watched her husband get wheeled back in.
"Is your illness cured?"
Mr. Qin shot her a cold glare. "What, were you hoping I'd die too?"
