Seeing Jiang Lao-er lose his temper, the look in Jiang Second Madam's eyes shifted slightly—go ahead, rage, the bigger the better. Hmph---
That little slut's luck really isn't bad, managing to marry off early. Once Jiang Lao-er is locked up, how will she and her daughter survive? What will they do?
So naturally, any chance to stir things up wouldn't go to waste. That little slut, raised under their abuse since childhood, why should she fare better than them?
By some coincidence, the vase happened to shatter right at the doorway as Jiang Liping opened the door to witness the scene. Seeing her arrive, Jiang Second Master's veins bulged with rage as he roared, "You still have the gall to return? Huh?"
"Tell me, did you go to tip off the Leng Family? Was it you?"
