Old Madam Yang turned off the stove. "Don't even think about it. That jade belongs to Yaoyao."
He Xiaoman pressed her temples. "You are so stubborn. Huo Yao is from the Huo family and isn't your biological granddaughter. How can you give her such an expensive piece of jade?"
The moment Old Madam Yang heard what He Xiaoman said, she frowned and corrected He Xiaoman. "That is just an ordinary piece of jade and isn't worth anything."
"How could that piece of jade be worthless? Never mind. You are from the countryside, so you know nothing about jade. Just give it to me. I really need it." He Xiaoman did her best to sound gentle.
"I can't give it to you. Just give up already," said Old Madam Yang composedly before hanging up altogether.
He Xiaoman instantly became livid when she heard the dial tone. "This old woman is too much."
