"Snap!"
The phone was hung up.
Old Mrs. Song was fuming with anger.
That old man Wang is just as stubborn as a mule.
Just like her own old man.
Why can't he see Xiao Hui's good side?
Clearly such a good child, why can Mr. Wang say such things about Xiao Hui?
That child surely didn't want to act that way.
Old Mrs. Song found a thousand excuses for Fang Xiaohui in her heart, refusing to acknowledge any fault on the part of Fang Xiaohui.
The old lady sat in front of the phone, worrying. Aunt Li held the little girl, looking at the old lady, "Sister, have you been having some troubling matters lately?"
Cautiously probing the old lady, she also felt that the old lady had been acting off recently.
To suddenly dislike a grandson who had been cherished for over twenty years was indeed puzzling.
If Song Moting had been an uneducated troublemaker, then Aunt Li could understand, as everyone prefers diligent, upright and kind children.
