"Wait…" Song Ling was still reeling from the shock, her eyes fixed on Fang Yuan. She asked incredulously, "What did you just call her? She's your family's young lady?"
Auntie Du regarded the group before her with a vigilant gaze. She couldn't fathom how addressing her ladyship had anything to do with these strangers. She questioned, "Who are you people?"
Fang Jiayi, standing by the side, regained her composure first and awkwardly explained, "Sister used to live in my home."
Auntie Du's eyes widened in realization. She spoke politely, "So, you are Miss Fang Yuan's foster parents. Our master and madam were wondering why you didn't accept those gifts, along with two billion in cash…"
Song Ling was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Wait, did I hear that correctly?"
