"Old lady came today just to show off this face!"
Yang Shuhui's face showed modesty, but inside, her heart bubbled with joy.
Liu Man, besieged by questions from the surrounding wealthy ladies, gritted her teeth and laughed awkwardly, "How could I possibly mistreat my foster daughter? She's well cared for at home. Sigh... Maybe I've raised an ungrateful wretch, I'm so good to her as her foster mother, and yet I've never seen her give anything in return."
Having said so, Liu Man appeared very upset and sighed heavily.
The group of wealthy ladies around her hadn't seen Bai Chuwei, and upon hearing Liu Man's vivid description, couldn't help but sigh sympathetically.
It sounded very much like ingratitude.
Now that Yang Shuhui had enough presence, and was superior to Liu Man in every way, she scoffed, "Last night when Weiwei was giving them out, didn't you all think it was a scam preying on the elderly, selling health products, saying you wouldn't even want them if offered?"
