Su Zhenhua said, directly grabbed the phone on the office desk and was about to dial the number.

  Su Wan's black pupils suddenly constricted, and her heartbeat almost stopped. She knew exactly how she felt about Pei Mu Nian, but in order not to worry Grandfather, she had been maintaining a fake "loving" facade in front of him. But if he made this phone call now, wouldn't everything be exposed?

  Grandfather's body is not good and can't withstand stimulation. If he knew about her current situation with Pei Mochen, she didn't dare to imagine the consequences...

  "Grandpa, I said, let me talk!"

  Su Wanwan's hands were clenched tightly, her fingernails digging deep into her flesh, but she didn't feel a thing.

  She had always thought she still had a choice, so she clung to the faint hope and struggled in this marriage. She didn't want to disappoint her grandfather, nor did she want Pei Mochen to look down on her. But now she finally understood that from the moment she agreed to marry Pei Mochen, she was deeply trapped with no way out.

  She is for Su's family, for the Su family and Pei Muxuan to get married, so she is destined, she can only move forward for Su's family and Su's family.

  As for the rest... it's just wishful thinking!

  Pei Mu Nian didn't say that sentence wrong. Since she became a prostitute, don't think about standing in front of the virtuous women's memorial arch.

  No wonder he looks down on her, now she can't even look up to herself.

  "Grandpa, whatever you want me to do, I'll go and do it. Is that okay?" Su Wanwan said with a hint of desperation, even curling up her lips into a weak smile.

  Su Zhenhua slowly put down the phone, looking at Su Wanwan's appearance, his expression eased, and his tone also became gentle. "Wanwan, Grandpa isn't trying to force you, it's just that Grandpa really can't bear to see the efforts of several generations of the Su family destroyed like this, do you understand?"

  "I understand." Su Wanwan nodded, still forcing a smile. "I understand everything, I'll talk to Mu Nian as soon as possible."

  Su Wanwan returned to her office in a daze.

  She slumped on the sofa, propping her head with her hands, and all she felt was wave after wave of weakness.

  How is she going to bring up the wedding with Pei Mochen? By taking the initiative to mention it, isn't she just asking for him to slap her in the face?

  But what about Grandpa's side...

  Su Wanwan irritably scratched her hair, how did she end up living such a life?

  If time could turn back, she would never have provoked Pei Moxun that year. If time could turn back, she would rather... She had never known Pei Moxun, and in this way, she would not become a captive of love now.

  -

  Su Wanwan thought for an entire afternoon in the office, but couldn't come up with a solution. After returning to her villa, she continued to think nonstop, looking worried and distracted, without even having the heart to eat dinner.

  Today, Pei Muni didn't come back, and in the large villa, there were only Su Wanwan and Wu Shu. Wu Shu looked at the table full of dishes, while Su Wanwan had only eaten a few bites. She couldn't help but worry: "Young Madam, are you uncomfortable somewhere? Why did you only eat so little?"

  Su Wanwan was called back by Wu Shu's words. She shook her head and replied, "Nothing, I just don't have much of an appetite."

  "Wu Aunt shook her head in disapproval, 'Young Mistress, even if you don't have an appetite, at least eat a little, otherwise you'll go hungry and Young Master will worry.'"