The car stopped in front of a luxurious castle, where a group of affluent elderly ladies usually gathered to pass time playing mahjong.
Old Madam Gong, worried that Chi Xiaoyu might feel intimidated, held her hand all the way and explained, "Ah, I'm old and my eyesight isn't clear. Xiao Yu, you can be your grandmother's walking stick!"
"Mom, you're making jokes again. Your eyes are sharper than mine; you're not old at all!"
Jiang Chuyun couldn't hold back and spoke up.
"You child, why aren't you as sensible as Chi Xiaoyu, not understanding at all how to be considerate of this old lady!"
Although Old Madam Gong was scolding Jiang Chuyun with her words, her face was filled with delight.
She even whispered in Chi Xiaoyu's ear, "Your mother-in-law, ah, she's such a jealous pot, always the most jealous when she was young, let me tell you..."
The servants following nearby couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle softly.
Jiang Chuyun's old face turned bright red with anger.