Liang Rong looked at Zhuang Jiaoyang's angry expression and said with a smile, "She's your brother's daughter, so she's naturally my daughter too."
"By saying that, where does that leave Jiaojiao?" Zhuang Jiaoyang grew even more displeased. "I think Jiaojiao hasn't come home because of her. Be careful—she's not easy to deal with."
It was the first time in years that she had been told off by a junior like this, leaving her feeling embarrassed.
Liang Rong sighed, "She's young. Why are you bothering with her? You're her aunt."
Zhuang Jiaoyang snorted softly, not wanting to continue the topic.
"I heard you quarreled with my brother last time. Have you made up?"
Liang Rong's expression instantly darkened. "You know your brother's temper."
Zhuang Jiaoyang said displeased, "That Ah Ning really couldn't give anyone peace. If she hadn't wronged my brother back then, would she have been kicked out?"
