Ye Tang said, "Okay, then I know what to do."
She picked up her phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Grandma."
Old Madam Ye's loving voice rang out. "Ye Tang, I was just talking to your grandfather about you. Why are you looking for me?"
Ye Tang sounded aggrieved. "Grandma, my aunt forced me to give her the antiques again. I don't want to give them to her."
Old Madam Ye was also furious. "Don't be anxious. Grandma will deal with her. Those antiques were carefully picked out by Grandpa and Grandma for you. You must keep them well."
Zhao Lan was getting more and more outrageous.
The two of them were not dead yet, but Zhao Lan had come to ask for things several times.
When they really passed away, wouldn't Zhao Lan bully Ye Tang to death?
The more she thought about it, the angrier Old Madam Ye became.
Ye Tang continued, "I rejected her on the phone, but she called my uncle again and asked him to force me. I don't know what to do."
