Cold-faced Empress

Fu Siying yawned softly, feeling weary of the scene she had witnessed in her past life. The difference was that in her past life, she had stood beside Wei Lanling, and was far more at a loss than Fu Fangwei.

Before Madam Fu could speak, Madam Fu said with mixed feelings, "This girl has a good heart, but it's our first meeting after all, so her behavior is not very appropriate."

Wei Lanling trembled nervously: "Yes, yes..."

Fu Fangwei pulled Wei Lanling aside and said to her mother, "Lanling just misses her grandmother too much."

At this moment, Madam Fu sighed and beckoned, "Both maids, come here."

Fu Fangwei was overjoyed and quickly smiled at Wei Lanling, who looked completely bewildered: "Sister, come here."

As he spoke, he personally led Wei Lanling to Madam Fu.

Looking at Madam Fu's loving and kind smile, Wei Lanling's eyes reddened. She bent her knees and knelt beside the old lady, gently resting her head on Madam Fu's knees.

Tears streamed down her face, soaking the old lady's long dress.

A moment later, seemingly unable to contain her emotions, Wei Lanling buried her head and cried out, "Grandmother!"

A long call brought tears to Old Madam Fu's eyes, and she couldn't help but gently stroke Wei Lanling's hair, sighing, "What a good girl."

The old lady stroked Wei Lanling with one hand and held Fu Fangwei tightly with the other, saying to Fu Fangwei, "Grandmother hopes that after she passes away, you won't be left with such an unforgettable bond between grandmother and granddaughter as this girl."

Fu Fangwei choked back tears in a low voice: "How could I forget?"

In an instant, warmth, emotion, and nostalgia spread.

Fu Siying, sitting at the lower end of the table, could no longer look directly at the tea leaves in her teacup. Even the sounds she heard were a form of torture.

What a show! What a show!

How thick-skinned must someone be to put on such a grand show?

The word "Grandmother" sent shivers down Fu Siying's spine, making her shudder in the summer heat.

In her past life, she only watched Wei Lanling being allowed to walk to Madam Fu's side and was moved to tears when she heard Wei Lanling's call. But in this life, she only felt a deep sense of distress and disgust.

Fu Siying glanced at the room and saw that Xiao Lishi, who was standing in the room, had a complicated expression. She seemed quite surprised and at a loss, and she couldn't help but be taken aback.

In her past life, she was so moved that she didn't pay attention to Xiao Li's reaction. Now that she had the mind to observe her closely, she immediately sensed that something was amiss.

I always feel like something is weird.

Little Li had only one daughter, and had no more children for many years, plus she had a shrewish mother named Wang...

It wasn't that she was malicious, but she couldn't help but wonder: Did Wei Lanling's grandmother really love Wei Lanling that much?

Suddenly, Wei Lanling hurriedly wiped away her tears and looked at Old Madam Fu with deep affection: "In Lanling's pocket, there is a portrait of Lanling's grandmother. It was painted by Wei Lanling when she missed her grandmother. Old Madam, would you like to take a look? It really looks just like you!"

Madam Fu was naturally curious.

The crowd had initially been skeptical of Wei Lanling's claims of being close to the old lady, but upon hearing that Wei Lanling possessed a portrait, they became more inclined to believe her. After all, this was the first time Wei Lanling had met the old lady.

Upon seeing that Madam Fu wanted to look, Wei Lanling immediately lowered her head to take off the hanging bag. Suddenly remembering that the hanging bag was in Fu Siying's hands, she paused for a moment, then turned to Fu Siying with a wronged expression and said, "Cousin, please give me back the hanging bag that you took outside just now."