But at the moment, there was still some lingering resentment in her heart. She lost all interest in shopping at the department store, so Fang Su returned to the Feng family home with a sullen face, not even coming out of her room when the maid called for dinner.
She lay on her bed under the fan, still unable to calm down from the emotional turmoil stirred up by what Jiang Boya said to her at the department store.
A face full of wrinkles?
Old grandma?
Just because that little money-loser called her 'old grandma,' Jiang Boya... Jiang Boya went on to say she had a face full of wrinkles, plus all those nasty things he said to her...
Wait a minute, why did she feel that those two, one big one small, both looked a little familiar?
Fang Su abruptly sat up, her brows knitted tightly. No matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out, but she just felt they looked familiar. What was going on?
