In Terms Of Scheming, My Generation Is The Best
Editor: Henyee Translations
After saying that, he stood up and lowered his eyes a little. His gaze was cold as he stared at the old lady. "I still have things to do in the afternoon so I won't be able to accompany you. Goodbye.'
A sharp gaze flashed past Grandma Ye's dull eyes. The nerves on her sagging face twitched slightly. Her double chin started shaking too. This time, Grandma Ye was really angry.
"Stop right there!" She stood up and glared at this son of hers whom she brought back from outside. She fooled her husband and told him that she gave birth to this child but in fact, he wasn't her real child. She groaned, "You don't have the right to talk back to me! If it wasn't for me, you might be a beggar at who knows which corner of the world!"
If it wasn't biological, they wouldn't be able to get familiar to them. Grandpa Ye had said this before.