Madam Wang sat anxiously in her room, twisting the handkerchief forcefully with both hands, her eyes filled with bitterness and malice. Suddenly, hearing footsteps approaching, she quickly turned to look, and Nanny Wei briskly walked in.
"How is it?" Madam Wang stood up.
Nanny Wei walked over with a grim face and whispered, "The Old Madam has agreed!"
Bang, crash!
As soon as Nanny Wei finished speaking, madam Wang swept all the teacups and porcelain saucers off the small table onto the floor, where they shattered into pieces.
Glancing at the fragments on the floor, Nanny Wei only pursed her lips; she was accustomed to such displays. Over the past half-year, had she not seen the teacups and porcelain in Madam's room change countless times?
