Jiang Ning.
The name that the Jiang Family could never forget.
Even after ten years have passed, the Jiang Family's hostility and hatred toward Jiang Ning have not diminished in the slightest; instead, they have grown day by day.
Xue Lan stared intently at Jiang Ning on the phone screen while finding her mother-in-law Zhao Shu, who was busy in the backyard vegetable garden.
"What are you screaming about?" Zhao Shu said angrily.
She had always disliked her lazy and idle daughter-in-law. If it weren't for the fact that she contributed to the Jiang Family by having two sons and a daughter, she would have made her son divorce her.
"Mom, look at this!" Xue Lan dragged her aside, ignoring Zhao Shu's discontent, and pointed at the paused silhouette on the phone screen: "Look! Little bastard! She's now a big star!"
"What little bastard." Zhao Shu stopped mid-sentence, suddenly realizing something, and quickly reacted by glaring: "You, you mean..."
