A Shitty Aunty

However, her hand hung mid-air because Xi Xi had already taken a few steps back and retreated far away from her grandmother.

No, this woman was no longer her grandmother; she was now Ye Chenyu's grandmother.

"Xi Xi…" Xia Jingshu frowned and looked at her granddaughter in confusion. When did her granddaughter grow so distant from her? 

Xi Xi glared at Xia Jingshu and her amber-colored eyes blazed in anger.

"Grandma, how could you let the shitty aunty burn my mother's belongings? I hate you, I hate you!" she howled angrily and her tiny hands balled into fists as she stared at her grandmother with hatred.

Han Xue's head suddenly whipped around to look at Xi Xi.

What did that little bitch call here earlier? A shitty aunty? How could she say something like that?