After Wenren Luoshui talked him around, Su He got up from the ground and dragged An Sijia away.
For a child of seven or eight, he was surprisingly strong.
An Sijia actually found herself unable to break free of his grip for a moment.
After that day, Su He and Old Master Su forced their way into the An Family home and stayed there.
Despite his age, Old Master Su had the same temperament he had possessed in his youth.
Whenever the An Family tried to drive the grandfather and grandson out, Old Master Su planted himself at the front gate and tearfully accused them of breaking their word.
He claimed their families had arranged the marriage years ago. His grandson had not even turned his nose up at An Sijia for being too old, yet the An Family had the nerve to despise the Su Family for being poor.
People in ancient times were every bit as skilled at gossip as modern people. When An Sijia brought Su He to make trouble at the Prince of Beiping's Residence that day, plenty of spectators had gathered around.
Those people then chatted privately with their acquaintances, and now more than half the Capital City knew exactly what sort of people the Su grandfather and grandson were.
The An Family was hardly decent either, though. Anyone who could anger the Marquis of Dingyang and his wife enough to sever ties with them could not have been much better in their everyday dealings.
Now that these two families were at each other's throats, the neighbors mostly just sat back and quietly enjoyed the spectacle.
An Sijia had no intention of marrying someone so poor and disgusting, and she went running to An Father and An Mother every day to throw a fit.
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