Yao Tang sighed inwardly. "I'm doing very well, Grandma. You don't have anything to worry about."
As he spoke, Aunt Wang got in the front passenger seat.
She turned around and smiled at Yao Tang. "The Old Madam is really concerned about you. You're all she talks about at home, saying how much she misses you and wants to see you."
Yao Ran's lips twitched after hearing that.
Envy and hatred raged inside her.
She had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself and not betray her true feelings.
'This old hag…'
The old lady had only known Yao Tang for a short time, and yet she already doted on that bumpkin as if she had no other grandchildren.
Yao Ran had been her one and only granddaughter in the last ten years, but the family matriarch never treated her half as well as she did Yao Tang.
Of course, Yao Ran was painfully aware that she wasn't related to them by blood, but that didn't mean that she was any worse than Yao Tang.
