"Go away, who is your grandmother!" Ai Qing pushed away Xin Yan, "You are not my granddaughter. You are the bastard born with your mother and other men..."

Yang Shuting hugged Xinyan, stared at Ai Qing and said, "Shut up! Xinyan is my daughter. What qualifications do you have to say, my daughter?"

"You, you bitch, actually talk to me in this tone. You are really hypocritical. You dress up as feminine in front of the space flight. Now he is gone. Well, the true face is finally revealed..." Ai Qing couldn't tolerate Yang Shuting contradicting her like this. She raised her hand to make a gesture of wanting to...