At this moment, Sister-in-law Zhang was trembling like a leaf. Since when did the Madam walk without making any sound, just like the Mister?
Wasn't she upstairs just now? How did she come downstairs in the blink of an eye?
Yuan Yumeng's gaze lingered on Sister-in-law Zhang's guilty face for quite a while, then she picked up the phone that was swaying there. She bent over and put it to her ear, but only the sound of a disconnected line could be heard — it was obvious the call had been hung up.
Sister-in-law Zhang knew there was no hiding it anymore and confessed, "Madam, please don't blame the Mister. He is just worried about you when you're at home."
"Worried, so he gets you to monitor me?" Yuan Yumeng felt a surge of anger, "How could he do this!"
So she had been living under someone else's watchful eyes all along. What right did he have to invade her privacy like this? Even if they were nominally husband and wife, it was still unacceptable.
