He never mentioned that Zhao Jin'er's future husband, Qin Muxiu, was a sickly man who was already bedridden.,Old Mrs. Qin loved her grandson dearly, so she used her savings to buy this wife for him, hoping that it would bring good luck and allow her grandson to live longer, preferably with an heir to carry on the family line.,Looking at Zhao Jiner, it took her half a day to squeeze out such a sentence. The man's lips curled into a smile.。