“Yingying is the baby’s mother. You saved her, and she’s so grateful. How could it be what you’re saying? Who are you, woman? You came in here to try and sow discord between us.” The man stood in front of the woman as if protecting his own.

The woman looked at her husband and saw how tall and imposing he was; she was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.

Qiao Wanyue turned to look at the grandmother and granddaughter who were crying in each other's arms on the bed, "Is she her biological mother?"

Heaven and earth can bear witness.

She was simply questioning it.

"No." The speaker was an old woman.

"grandmother!"

The old woman glared at the man. "Did I say something wrong? The baby's biological mother is dead. How could her soul be attached to this vixen? How could she be the baby's biological mother?"

“The child was terrified, and she didn’t say a word of comfort. Instead, she ran to the hospital room, took the money, and swaggered around. Why would a stepmother like her need to thank her? If she really cared, how could the baby have been lost?”

"Liang Qing, if you don't want the child, this child will live with me from now on. He won't be in your way. You take your vixen and get out of here." The old woman spoke without any politeness, almost as if she was saying that Liang Qing had thrown the child away.

Liang Qing argued, "Grandma, the baby is my own son, how could I not want him? Don't fall for outsiders' tricks." He glared at Qiao Wanyue fiercely.

The old woman chuckled, "Don't worry, my eighty-year-old brain is much sharper than yours. I can tell the difference between a fox and a human. You should worry about whether you'll be swindled out of everything."

The old lady was utterly ruthless in her words.

Liang Qing and Yingying had very expressive faces.

Although the old lady had never given them any face in the past, she had never done it in front of outsiders like today, dragging their faces to the ground and stomping on them. Yingying glared at the old lady fiercely, thinking, "You old hag, you're such an eyesore."

The old lady's attitude towards Qiao Wanyue changed again.

"Child, was it your mother-in-law who saved my child?"

The old woman's eyes were full of gentleness, and Qiao Wanyue's temper was also suppressed.

"yes."

“Child, thank you. I’m old and I fainted several times when I heard that my child was lost. When I found out that he had been found, I was busy coming to see him and didn’t have time to thank my benefactor. Please don’t hold this old woman’s rudeness against me and your mother-in-law.”

"The child lost his mother three days after birth, and the biological father is a scoundrel. Before the 49-day mourning period was over, his wife brought home a vixen, saying she was finding a biological mother for the child."

"This child has a hard life. He was abused by those two bastards and can only cry. He's three years old and can't speak. My grandmother usually takes care of him, but I'm eighty years old this year and can't keep an eye on him anymore. In a moment of inattention, that vixen lost him. It's all thanks to your kind mother-in-law, otherwise I would never have peace in my life." The old lady revealed all the shameful things in the family in one breath.

Qiao Wanyue gave an awkward laugh.

She really didn't expect that the little boy, who was dressed so elegantly, had such a troubled past.

She had little interest in hearing other people's secrets.

"Grandma, I'm here to return the money. You don't need to be so polite. My mother-in-law just meant well." She handed over the large sum of money in her hand.

"Qian Yingying, take the money." The old lady's stern voice came.

"Mom, the money's already been given out, why do you want it back?" Although Liang Qing's mother didn't like Qian Yingying and didn't approve of her actions, the money had already been given out, and asking for it back would be a slap in the face.

The old woman ignored her daughter-in-law, saying, "Fine, so I can't make decisions for the Liang family anymore? You're forcing this old woman to die!"

Liang Qing's expression changed.

His father would beat him to death if he heard that.

“Yingying”.

Qian Yingying gritted her teeth, cursing Qiao Wanyue in her heart for being ungrateful. One hundred yuan was a year's living expenses for an ordinary family, yet she refused her kindness.

She reluctantly took the money back.

As Qiao Wanyue held the money, her hand "inadvertently" trembled when the other woman reached out to take it. The ten ten-yuan bills floated in the air and fell to the ground, with one of them landing right at Qiao Wanyue's feet.