"I don't believe it, what gives such a young unmarried girl the right to give you so many nice things?" Ye Mei shouted.
Zhang Meng smiled faintly, her expression innocent: "Because I'm rich!"
"You, you must have conspired to deceive me." Ye Mei's face turned red with anger, feeling that her family indeed didn't treat her as one of their own.
"So you think your brother and I have the money to buy these things? I'm just an old lady from the countryside. I couldn't even earn enough for your brother's tuition fees back then, and he's still studying now, where would he find the time to make money?" Granny Liu countered.
Ye Mei was stunned by her mother's words. Upon further thought, she realized it might be true; what money could one earn in this shabby mountain village? But over the years, she and Zhao Zihao had made some money and she'd always been proud at home, not wanting to lose face like this.
