Yue Ling's throat ran dry when she heard Mo Xiu's words and she gulped. "You must be joking, right? You- you won't dare to do that actually, will you?"
"And what makes you think that I wouldn't?" Mo Xiu asked with a sly smile.
Wu Zhang didn't even care to respond and continued smoking on his cigarette leisurely with his face void of any expression.
"Wu- Wu Zhang, I am your mother-in-law. You can't do this to me!" In her frenzy, she had forgotten that she never cared to maintain any relationship with Song Jia in the past, which gave her no right to call herself Wu Zhang's mother-in-law.
The state she was in, she would do anything to escape from it. Her head was hurting from the collision against the bars, due to the effect of the hot water, her bones were also aching. And now because she had to crane her neck to talk to Wu Zhang, her neck was also hurting.
