Ya Molian saw her pleading gaze turned toward herself, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, giving her a reassuring look.
"Third Aunt, tell me, what does Changfeng's maternal grandmother like the most?"
"What else can she like, my mother has eyes only for money. She's surely eyeing Changfeng's fortune and wants to come to ask him for silver. There can be no other business."
Yang Lin said.
Thinking of silver, she couldn't help but remind Lin Caisang.
"Sangsang, you need to hide your things well. Changfeng's maternal grandmother, she's capable of anything."
And yet, this was her own mother, whom she was utterly helpless against.
"Fancy silver, does she?"
Lin Caisang's eyebrows raised, an idea suddenly striking her.
"In that case, Third Aunt, I have a plan that would allow you to drive them away yourself. Would you like to try it?"
She asked.
"What plan?"
Yang Lin immediately inquired.
