In the large living room of the Song Family's Old Mansion, Old Madam Song angrily slapped the pillow on her lap.
If what's circulating online is true, Chi Youyou is absolutely not worthy of her eldest grandson!
Fang Ying was busy adding fuel to the fire.
She glanced at the old servant standing nearby, and the latter instantly understood, pouring a cup of warm water and handing it to the old lady.
"Old Madam, please calm down. Although the Second Madam's words were unpleasant, she's thinking of the Song Family's interests."
"Mrs. Zhang, there's no need to speak for me. Mother knows my temper."
Fang Ying and the old servant sang in harmony. The still-angry Old Madam Song took the water and sipped it, muttering, "Give me the news!"
"Mother, what they said is too harsh. You better not look; I'm worried about you..."
"Bring it over!"
The more Fang Ying hesitated, the more Old Madam Song insisted on seeing it.
