Hearing Yang Ming's words, Xiaoxiao felt an indescribable sensation; she knew that he had talked back to grandma because of her.
"Grandma," Xiaoxiao called out softly.
The old lady came to Xiaoxiao's side, grabbed her hand, and instantly transformed into a child seeking affection. Facing Xiaoxiao, she said in a coquettish manner, "My dear granddaughter-in-law, I won't argue with him. I'll talk to you instead."
"..." The crowd fell silent at the old lady's act, which was astonishingly childish compared to her previous arrogance.
"Grandma, I think my husband makes sense," Xiaoxiao said gently and softly.
The old lady looked somewhat bewildered, but she still stubbornly retorted, "What sense is there in what he says? It's all nonsense."
"Grandma, I think it's you who's spouting nonsense," Xiaoxiao almost shouted this sentence.
