C449 Su Nanqing's Thoughts

Old Madam Su held her daughter, whose hair was already streaked with silver, and found it hard to believe.

"Is it really you, Qing?" Old Madam Su asked, her voice trembling.

"Mother, don't you recognize your own daughter?" Su Nanqing wiped her tears and pulled a young girl closer. "Hurry, greet your grandmother."

The girl immediately knelt and bowed to Old Madam Su