"Not supposed to hold a grudge against them?"
Looking at Fang Hongyu, Lv Tang could only feel that her mother was foolishly adorable.
She was so protective of Fang Youling and Tang Shaowei.
Yet in their eyes, Fang Hongyu was not even as good as a servant of the Tang Family.
After all, servants have salaries!
What did Fang Hongyu have?
Nothing but the fixed monthly expense of over ten million.
She had nothing else.
Ten million sounded like a lot.
But it was the expenditure for everyone in the Tang Family.
"Mom!" Lv Tang couldn't help but sigh, "You're just too soft-spoken. If you ask me, you should have turned against them directly, let them know that even a clay Buddha has some temper!"
Everyone knows to pick on the softer targets.
Fang Hongyu was just too soft.
Otherwise, the Tang Family would've changed its name and line of descent long ago.
Fang Hongyu narrowed her eyes, "Tangtang, patience can spoil a great plan."
One day.
