Her once neat hair was now slightly disheveled, with a few strands of silver hair fluttering gently in the breeze.
Her body leaned slightly forward, her hands resting limply on the armrests of the wheelchair, exuding an aura of weakness and loneliness.
Aunt Lin was by her side. When she saw Chu Wuyang coming over, a look of panic and fear flashed in her eyes, and she quickly hid far away.
Chu Wuyang's eyes narrowed, and his gaze swept coldly towards Aunt Lin.
Then he coldly shifted his gaze to Old Mrs. Jiang.
Grandma Jiang raised her head and looked at Chu Wuyang, her eyes filled with a complex emotion.
There was resentment, helplessness, and above all, a habitual stubbornness.
She parted her lips slightly, her voice hoarse and tinged with a sharpness as she asked:
"Are you satisfied now that you see me like this?"
Chu Wuyang slowly walked up to Grandma Jiang, a sense of speechlessness welling up inside her.
She frowned, her face showing dissatisfaction and disdain.
What she was thinking was, "What could she possibly be satisfied with? I'm the victim, so why should the perpetrator act like a victim?"
Chu Wuyang sneered and said without any politeness:
What did you want to say to me?
She crossed her arms, straightened her posture, and looked directly into the eyes of Old Mrs. Jiang.
Grandma Jiang was quite straightforward, coldly stating:
"Leave Jingmin!"
Chu Wuyang was stunned.
Feeling utterly absurd, she curled her lip and thought sarcastically to herself:
"Is this the kind of drama that plays on TV where they offer her money to leave her grandson?"
"Hmph! That won't do as you wish!"
She raised her chin slightly and asked, "Why?"
Grandma Jiang, however, maintained a haughty and pitying demeanor.
He tilted his head slightly back and said in a condescending tone:
"Do you know I'm helping you?"
“Jingmin, he’s sick. You’ll get into trouble sooner or later if you stay with him.”
Chu Wuyang was startled.
"What?"
As if keeping someone in suspense, Old Mrs. Jiang slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold smile.
He said slowly:
Do you want to know about Jingmin's parents?
Her tone carried a hint of hidden resentment.
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