"Are you threatening me? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?" Yang Caiyun forced herself to hold back her anger and questioned back.
"Haha, call the police, sure, I'm curious to see if the police will help me, an old lady, or you, an ungrateful wretch!" The old lady was not afraid of Yang Caiyun calling the police, and even seemed smug when she heard those words.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest, found a spot to sit down, fully intending to make a scene and not give up until she got her way.
Seeing the old lady like this, Yang Caiyun truly started to feel a headache.
Because no matter what, the old lady was her biological mother, even if she did call the police, it wouldn't achieve much.
Just when Yang Caiyun didn't know what to do, Chen Yang, who had been silent on the side, spoke up.
"Alright, you said it, just wait then."
