Old Mrs. Yun's eyes were filled with confusion, "No, no. You caused my son's death, there's no doubt about that. It was you, the three of you were in a car accident, why were you the only one unharmed? It must have been you who caused their deaths..."
Yun Qi sighed.
Being misunderstood by her grandmother in public, she was not angry.
Though she was still young and couldn't fully grasp many of the world's emotions, one thing was sure—
A mother's loss of a child is the greatest pain in the human world.
She understood her grandmother, losing a son was the most secret and excruciating scar in her heart.
"Qi, I don't know who you are, please leave my family alone, leave my children alone…I beg you!"
Saying this, Old Mrs. Yun was about to kneel.
Yun Qi stepped back, staring steadily at her.
On the opposite side, Shen Cong let out a wild laugh:
