As Xiao Man helped her grandmother away, she glanced back instinctively. Sun Meirong happened to be staring at her back. Their eyes met. A faint smile touched Sun Meirong's lips, but the cold indifference on her face and the loathing deep in her eyes were perfectly clear.
Xiao Man couldn't help but feel indignant. 'So this is how a homewrecker's brain works. You covet someone else's boyfriend, and you're mad that I'm not graciously stepping aside for you?'
She couldn't resist asking her grandmother, "If a girl got close to you the way Miss Sun gets close to Granny Gu, would you like her?"
"I'm not old and senile, and my eyes still work just fine. Why would a girl ignore her own mother to stick by some old crone's side, waiting on her hand and foot? That Miss Sun is clearly no simple character; she's scheming. Several of the Gu family's grandsons, including the two from their daughters, are still unattached. I just wonder which one she's targeting!"
