Madam Qiao looked at the woman on the ground with disgust. Thankfully, she wasn't her granddaughter. She had never liked her anyway. Had it not been for a slight connection to the Qiao family in the past, Madam Qiao would have already had her thrown out!
"Ranran, leave this woman to your grandfather. Don't dirty your hands." Madam Qiao took Xiaren's hand and carefully extracted the vase fragments from it, smashed them on the ground.
Finally finding her granddaughter, Madam Qiao cherished her without measure. She was afraid that she might bump into something or get hurt. A beautiful smile curled upon Xiaren's lips, "Grandma, don't worry. This woman, I will teach her a lesson myself!"
Just thinking about how to deal with her, Xiaren was already impatient. This scene must be very interesting. However, Anchu might not be as lucky as her.
Madam Qiao hesitated for a moment, but agreed in the end. If Xiaren asked for the moon, Madam Qiao wouldn't even blink.
