After My Father Remarried, I Became Grandma’s Little Treasure

After Dad remarried, my younger sister learned from Mom’s diary that our maternal grandmother was rich. Desperate for a better life, she chose to go live with Grandma. But all Grandma taught her was how to grow medicinal herbs, tend flowers, practice calligraphy, and study hard. She never got the chance to appear in public. Meanwhile, I stayed with the Mu family and grew up with my stepmother, becoming the widely praised jewel of the Mu family. It wasn’t until after my sister finished the college entrance exams and came home that she learned I was going abroad to study with the capital’s golden boy, and that we would marry as soon as we returned. She went mad and killed me. Then we were both reborn at the moment we had to choose between Grandma and Dad. This time, she hid behind Dad. “I’m not going with Grandma. I want a new mom.” I quickly clutched Grandma’s hem. I’d had enough of being treated like a plaything, priced and sold to the highest bidder.