Wen Wan closely followed Song Fang into the main room.
The conversation between Granny Song and Mrs. Wang He came to an abrupt halt.
Mrs. Wang He glanced at Song Fang, who stood behind Granny Song, and seeing the girl's pretty appearance, was quite satisfied and finally smiled, "So this is Fangniang, isn't it? She's such a pretty little girl, a perfect match for our young lad."
Song Fang looked at the disgusting expression on Mrs. Wang He's face, and her fingers curled up in her sleeves.
Across from her, Wen Wan quickly gave her a meaningful look.
Song Fang tightly pursed her lips and didn't move for a long time.
Granny Song frowned, thinking to herself that Wen Wan, as a sister-in-law, was really good at dealing with people. She knew that Mrs. Wang He was no good, yet she still clung to her and pushed Fangniang into the fire pit on purpose.
Turning around, Granny Song glared at Song Fang, "What are you doing in the house? Have you finished cooking?"
