As soon as Feng Yingying’s family came out, the old lady’s face was covered with disgust.
“Look at it coldly. I will step on a few steps, put on a few steps, and beat the dogs in trouble. “
“I’m very prepared.”
Feng Yin understood the old lady’s attitude, but asked more, “Will you give Feng Yingying… money?”
The old lady frowned, with a disgusting look on her face as if she had eaten shit and thought.
“Do you buy a circle?”
“If I hadn’t considered that the second-hand circle was not good to another deceased person, I would have considered giving a second-hand circle.”
Feng Yin felt the old lady’s deep dislike. Could it be that there was something else in her previous life?
“Why do you care so much about Feng Yingying’s family? According to the IQ I passed on to you, you should be able to see that their family can’t make up a good person, right?”
Feng Yin was amused by the old lady and shook her head to deny it.
“My IQ is unique, please don’t get involved.”
“Hahahaha! OK, I have the style of my mother back then!”
In one sentence, the distance between the two people was closer.
“Have I read all the information I gave you?”
Feng Yin nodded and made a summary speech: “The love story between the bandit maid and the rich young master.”
“That’s right! My greatest pride in my life is to take down your grandfather, and it’s not as much money as possible.”
From the old lady’s words, you can intuitively feel that she really likes it, or loves it very much.
After missing a few seconds, the old lady looked at Feng Yin’s face carefully, and her appreciation eyes were not hidden at all.
“You are so beautiful, as beautiful as your grandfather.”
Feng Yin did not answer, and the old lady immediately asked clearly: “I still refuse to call me grandma?”
“I don’t think I’m qualified enough. If you have something to do, just say it. A title does not affect my decision.”