Hearing Mrs. Jiang's furious voice, Jiang Leyi was startled on the other end of the phone.
Anxiously she said, "Nanshu, hand the phone to Mom, I'll talk to her, it was clearly those two from the Song Family who insulted us first..."
After Jiang Leyi finished speaking, Jiang Nanshu calmly hung up the phone, her eyes brimming with tears of laughter now tinged with sarcasm.
She reached out to wipe her eyes, her tone innocently calm, "What happened?"
"Coming to accuse me, I knew the people in this house wouldn't be nice to me for no reason, Ms. Song's attitude is the most genuine."
Mrs. Jiang was taken aback.
The "Ms. Song" in Jiang Nanshu's inner thoughts made her face momentarily pale.
She didn't know when it started.
The "Mom" in Jiang Nanshu's heart had turned into "Ms. Song."
Maybe from the time she met her foster mother?
How could her biological mother be so disliked by her, what was she supposed to do?
