Ye Han, seething with rage, marched towards her, and before she could react, raised his hand and slapped her across the face.
Tan Biyang, clutching her face in disbelief, said, "Auntie Ye..."
"Don't call me that! I may be old, but I cannot bear the weight of that address from you!" Ye Han was near the brink of madness with anger!
She had never expected Tan Biyang, so young, to be so scheming, even setting her sights on the Lu Family. And that's not even considering her divorce; judging by her past actions alone, Ye Han couldn't stand the sight of her.
Yet, what she hadn't anticipated was Tan Biyang still hadn't given up!
Ye Han was so furious inside she thought a slap was too light a punishment.
"I... you..." Tan Biyang, with her hand on her face, looked at the fuming elders, her heart sinking into despair.
It's over!
She never thought that her actions would drive her into a corner where changing the elders' perceptions of her would be impossible.
