Ye Qinghua's eyes were still red as she spoke with a choked voice, "Little aunt, I'm sorry, it was all misunderstandings against grandma before.
I always thought grandma was biased and never sided with our first or second branches, but I never considered, that grandma had suffered so much when she was young!"
Mrs. He indeed had suffered a lot, but so many years had passed, and perhaps she would have felt heartache due to her two sons not being close, but now all of that was nonsense.
Now, Mrs. He's heart was filled with contentment just for her daughter, and what did it matter if those ingrates didn't want to be close to her, wasn't the money earned each day still handed over to her? Didn't her wife and children still have to depend on her for a living? Mrs. He really didn't care about their current thoughts.