She frowned and walked over, sure enough, she saw that old face of Grandma Qin.
Harsh, acidic, and clueless.
"My life is so miserable, my own granddaughter actually kicks me out of the house, doesn't even give me a place to live. Yet, she's living it up with the big boss, indulging in luxuries, completely ignoring this old hag…"
"I might as well be dead… God, open your eyes and look at this."
"What sins have I committed to be thrown out into the night…"
Grandma Qin's wailing skills had improved since before; it seemed she had gotten better with all the practice.
She had painted herself as a pitiful country old woman, while Qin Mo was the villainous woman who clung to the powerful and abandoned her family. If one were to only listen to Grandma Qin, they'd think the granddaughter deserved to be punished, that she was barely human.
"How pitiful, she's quite old too."
"Who's her granddaughter?"