An awkward expression appeared on Song Changlin's face.
Meanwhile, Lin Yiqian glared at Song Feifei.
"How dare you speak to your youngest uncle like that? Do you wish to die?" Grandmother Song slammed her hand on the armrest as she stood up. Then, she poked at Song Feifei's temple.
Song Feifei took a step back before complaining yet again. "It's his fault for not keeping his…"
Halfway through her sentence, Gu Nianshen and Lin Yiqian were both able to guess what she wanted to say.
Their facial expressions turned dark as a sense of hostility took over.
"Song Feifei…" Song Changlin interrupted Song Feifei with a threatening voice.
"Shut up." Grandmother Song cut him off as she raised her hand to Song Feifei's face.
All of a sudden, a woman who had kept herself out of view suddenly charged toward Grandmother Song and pulled her hand away. "Mother, I'll teach her a lesson."
