How could this be?
Jiang Yue managed to squeeze out a slightly unnatural smile. Her gentle voice trembled as she said, "Grandma, are you joking? All my gowns were handmade by you!"
If Jiang Yue had not said this, Matriarch Gu would not have been so angry. This was the first time she had made a gown for Nian Nian. This was a token of her appreciation for Nian Nian, but it had been ruined by the granddaughter she had watched grow up.
"Jiang Yue, does the gown you're wearing now fit you?" Matriarch Gu asked coldly. "The waist of the gown is about to tear from the tightness. The gown is already deformed from the strain, and it has lost its beauty…"
"Grandma!" Jiang Yue looked at Matriarch Gu in disbelief. She had not expected Matriarch Gu to say such ugly words in public. If other people heard her words, she would live in ridicule for the rest of her life.
