"Anran, you are really my sweet little darling. Did Jinrong tell you that I like to eat this? I knew it was just a small fight, it wasn't as serious as your grandma said."
Old Mrs. Mo smiled and patted Lan Anran's hand, overjoyed.
"Grandma, what did you say about me?"
Lan Anran stared at Zhao Xiumei.
Lan Yaxin was upset. She didn't bring anything and came empty-handed. After all, the three of them didn't have any money to buy gifts and yet, Grandma had the cheek to finish their pastries and tea. How embarrassing!
"Nothing, Sis, why are you here today?"
Lan Yaxin interrupted.
"I came to give a gift to Grandma, it's better than someone else who wanted to gain something without risking anything of their own."
Lan Anran spoke sarcastically.
"I actually wanted to talk to Grandma. I saw Jinrong's post and was thinking that if I hadn't come, someone would have started to covet the position of the Mo Family's young madam."
