Old Mrs. Wen's words and Mr. Wen's expression clearly showed they didn't accept Wen Xue. Her expression slightly stiffened, and she hugged Old Mrs. Wen's arm with a chuckle: "Grandma, I have a good relationship with sister, you accepted her as your granddaughter, you can't leave me out."
Old Mrs. Wen shivered, pulling her arm away: "Girl, I'm not familiar with you, don't hold on to me like this, it's uncomfortable."
No matter how thick-skinned Wen Xue was, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed when Old Mrs. Wen refused her so directly. Her smile stiffened, she let go of Old Mrs. Wen's arm, sat silently on the sofa, letting her tears drip down.
If she really made a fuss, it would only make her more annoying, but seeing her sitting there like a wronged little wife, Old Mrs. Wen's heart softened, sighing softly: "Stop crying, tell me what you want to eat, Grandma will make it for you."
