Zhang Yuanyuan was utterly desperate. She raised her hand and pointed at the deputy's nose, "You, you old geezer, who has been by your side all these years, bringing you joy? Even the reason I have this face now is because of you. Let me tell you, you can't get rid of me like this."

"Name your price!" Xiao Anhe interrupted her impatiently before she could finish speaking.

"Money?" Zhang Yuanyuan laughed wildly, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "Do you think I look like someone who is short of money? I want to continue to be the legitimate daughter of the vice-family."

Xiao Anhe showed no mercy, simply shrugging, "Sorry, I can't make that decision either. You'll have to ask the deputy first, and then Secretary Xu."

Although the vice president dotes on Zhang Yuanyuan, there is a condition: Zhang Yuanyuan is Huiwen's daughter, her own granddaughter, and not an outsider.

Originally, she could have let Zhang Yuanyuan continue to live a life of luxury, but after Zhang Yuanyuan's outburst just now, especially after she called her an old hag, all the little warmth she had left vanished.

Before Xu Xiusen could even speak, she directly refused, "Impossible!"

Tears the size of soybeans welled up in Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes and rolled down her cheeks. "No, Grandma, you wouldn't do this to me. You've been so good to me, you wouldn't become so heartless. Someone must have been stirring things up in front of you, Grandma, it's me, Yuanyuan."

Fu rubbed his temples, looking tired, and said to Xu Xiusen, "Let's go first."

After saying that, she gave Xu Moran a kind smile and said, "Come here, Momo, come to Grandma's side."

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