Who broke the vase?

The calmer and more casual the man appeared, the more intimidated the elderly woman got. She seemed to be in hell, and this man was the devil himself. She could not decipher the look in his frigid eyes.

"I know about your abilities. I'm only here to visit you and ask about my granddaughter's situation."

"If you want to find out about her situation, you can just call her using the phone. Why was there a need for you to come here?"

"How could that be the same? Jingwan is my granddaughter. As a grandmother, I should at least know how you two are doing."

"Then, let me tell you: My fiancée is someone else."

When he retorted like this, she recalled her granddaughter's words about Pei Ge. She realized then that waiting for a chance was a mistake as it must be created by themselves.