Ming Yao was not a person who liked to force things.
Be it familial love, romance, or friendship, if it worked, they stayed together; if not, they separated.
Old Madam Gu was so fixated on the benefactor who saved her years ago that she couldn't let go of her prejudice against her, and Ming Yao would not make any more futile efforts in the future.
Ming Yao's face regained its casual and serene expression.
Old Madam Fang held Ming Yao's hand and gently patted it, "Your grandmother is just not thinking clearly for the moment and hasn't recognized your worth, don't mind her."
Old Madam Fang, furrowing her brows, led Ming Yao into the room and looked at Old Madam Gu, "Little sister, what do you want your elder brother to do by saying these things? Without Ming Yao, your elder brother wouldn't have survived to this day either. Ming Wan and Shi Yuan may be your saviors, but Ming Yao is your elder brother's savior too!"
