As long as she keeps the golden grandson in Xingyun's belly, he'll handle everything else himself.
She didn't want to push him too hard either, otherwise it would backfire.
Song Yi chatted with her grandmother for a while before returning to the room to rest.
Although she wasn't married to Shaohua, the servants of the Huo Family treated her as the young mistress.
Song Yi and Shaohua returned to the room, always feeling a strange chill.
"Shaohua, let's go back to the villa." She didn't like the Huo Family's old house, it felt creepy.
"We'll leave after dinner." Shaohua knew what she was thinking.
She was very afraid of coming to the old house because the Huo Family's old house was inherited from their ancestors.
From the late Qing Dynasty until now, although it had been renovated many times during the period.
But it was still standing on the same foundation, and everything that could be preserved in the house remained perfectly intact.
