Unlike the harmonious relationship between Madam Zhou and her daughter, Old Madam Wu returned to the residence fuming with anger, sitting on the Arhat bed in her room, throwing a tantrum.
Over the years, she had led a life of luxury without much grievance or distress, yet now, she was so infuriated by a junior that she almost passed out, and it was her nominal granddaughter who nearly drove her to madness on the spot.
What concerned Old Madam Wu the most was the prospect of such a defiant and troublesome granddaughter being brought into the residence. She feared that it would shorten her own life by several years.
Too arrogant, too overbearing, too troublesome!
How could such a young girl be so bold and reckless!
Nanny Liu, trembling with fear, handed tea to the old madam. It had been years since she had seen the old madam so angry, nor had she seen her face such provocation.
