"You jinx, how dare you deceive us? That's Butler Mo, I'm not blind!"
Zhao Xiumei continued to curse.
"Mom, you must be mistaken, Anran isn't such a child." Lan Tingyun explained.
"Grandma, I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that." Lan Anran apologized obediently.
"Shut up! The Lan Family doesn't have a granddaughter like you! Get lost, I want to go home."
Zhao Xiumei didn't want to hear anything from Lan Anran.
"Home? Back to whose house?" Lan Anran asked curiously.
"Of course, it's back to my house! Otherwise, would I have to rely on you guys to take care of Mom?"
Lan Tingyi was a little proud.
"Oh? Uncle, did you bring Grandma home because her villa was sold?"
Lan Anran spoke deliberately.
"What did you say? What happened to my villa?" Zhao Xiumei asked agitatedly.
"What nonsense are you saying? Get lost! I don't want to see you even for a minute."
