Actually, Tang Li hadn't gone far.
She stood at the entrance of the alley ahead, watching everything unfold before her eyes.
Having eaten two eggs and a few meat buns, she wasn't full, but at least she wasn't so hungry that her legs trembled.
With her stomach slightly satisfied, she no longer felt as miserable, and Peng Jiayao's mouth began to run non-stop.
He rattled on and on, cursing Tang Li and Tang Huai.
He said they were heartless, treated her like a beggar, and dismissed her with just a couple of buns.
Even Tang Peijun couldn't stop her nagging.
Damn it!
Tang Li's face darkened, and she turned and strode away.
They were wolves that couldn't be tamed!
When she saw them standing at the door of their house last night weeping, she thought they might have had a change of heart and regretted not treating them as their grandchildren.
And after hearing Yang Hongxing scold them last night, Tang Li thought, no matter what, they were her elders.