Grandma Zheng said with a smile, "This child is indeed clever, certainly smarter than this old lady. It's our family's good fortune from the past life to have such a wonderful granddaughter."
Zheng Lingling looked at Ni Yang, her features nearly contorting with jealousy and anger.
Ni Yang had become a treasure, while Zheng Xianjing was now mere grass.
Who in the vast Zheng Family even remembered Zheng Xianjing now?
Before Ni Yang's arrival, Zheng Xianjing was the only granddaughter of the Zheng Family, a master in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and a famous socialite within their circles. After the last birthday banquet, however, Zheng Xianjing had become a laughingstock.
It was Ni Yang who had stolen everything from Zheng Xianjing!
Had it not been for Ni Yang, Zheng Xianjing would still be the sole heir to the Zheng Family.
Now, Zheng Lingling wished she could just strangle Ni Yang.