Lan Tingyi continued to pretend.
"Mom, how can I accept money? I should teach her a lesson."
"That's right Mom, are your injuries and grievances all for nothing?" Xu Yanshan added.
"Forget it, we're family. How can an elder like me bicker with a child?" Zhao Xiumei said magnanimously.
"As you can see, they chose money. If this isn't a scam, what is?"
Lan Anran smiled.
They were fooled.
A group of people standing by despised Lan Tingyi's family. Were they really choosing the money?
It seemed that Old Mrs. Lan's blood reservoir was going to empty again.
"Lan Anran, are you looking for trouble?"
The more Lan Tingyi looked at her, the angrier he got. He really wanted to slap her.
"You want to beat me even though you chose the money? Uncle, don't you have any honor?"
"Tingyi, let's not bicker with her. Let's go, let's call it a day!"
