Fu Fengyi was not annoyed to see that she did not answer, but went on to say, "I love my grandson very much, and I don't want to see their brothers kill each other today."

Ding Yiyi finally looked up at her. "Let me leave here. You are his grandmother. He will listen to you."

Fu Fengyi shook her head.'You don't understand your child. He won't let you go when you read ink, which is carved in the same way as his father.

The two of them sat together as if they were pulling at home. Fu Fengyi looked a lot kinder. Ding Yiyi, however, dared not take it lightly...