"Did my grandfather have any exclusive medical skills that you passed on to that woman?!" Wei Jiani gripped her phone tightly in her hand, almost ready to smash it. "Why didn't you give it to me instead of that woman, Tang Yuxin? Mother, how could you be so biased?"
"Nini, what nonsense are you talking?"
Sang Zhilan retorted sharply from the other end, "Do you need to be reminded how I treated you? How dare you accuse me of favoritism?! Have I spent a single penny on her or bought her a single piece of clothing? I would give up my dignity for your sake, begging her even though she disdains me. And now you're telling me that I am biased because of some supposed ancestral medical skills?! You must know what your grandfather was like. He was a farmer his whole life, just like generations of our family who had no business skills. If there was any ancestral craft or medical skill, your uncles would have grabbed it long ago."
