Mrs. Wu and Mr. Wu had their driver take them to the alley of the Jiang family.
"Look, look. After all, she is not her biological grandmother. Without us old couple protecting the child, she's so pitiful. And that Old Meng, how can she treat the child like that?"
Mrs. Wu shed tears.
Whenever she thought of Jiang Xiaoxiao's background, the old lady's heart hurt terribly.
Now the relationship with Jiang Xiaoxiao was very harmonious, even though no one had pierced that veil of ambiguity to clarify their connection with Jiang Xiaoxiao.
But, they could see their granddaughter every day, see their great-grandson, watch them live happily.
The old couple were actually quite happy; if life could go on like this, it would be nice.
But it happened to be at this moment.
Old Mrs. Song, in her old age, foolishly stirred up this trouble.
Mrs. Wu genuinely felt sorry for her granddaughter. When Jiang Xiaoxiao was little, they hadn't cared for or protected her.
