She couldn't let them control the narrative entirely, she had to speak up for herself.
As soon as Ye Nanxun's words fell, she saw the visibly tense backs of the mother and son, and their incredibly ugly expressions.
There was no trace of joy in her heart but a growing hint of pity. Her biological grandmother had spent a lifetime manipulating others. Now, in her old age, instead of enjoying her twilight years, she was still scheming against her, the granddaughter she had personally abandoned at the orphanage doorstep, for the sake of her good-for-nothing descendants. Was it worth it?
Ye Nanxun suddenly thought about her future. With the merciless and ungrateful nature of the Ye Family, would there be anyone who cared for her after she lost her utility?
An old woman, without any work skills, bereft of money, and even homeless—what could befall such a person?
The outcome certainly couldn't be good.
Neither could the fate of the Ye Family.
