Xia Yangyang looked at her in disbelief: "What did you say?"
Liu Ruyan strode in, her usual warmth and gentleness nowhere to be found. Her voice had become sarcastic and sharp: "I said that Tan Zhen had it coming, she brought it on herself."
"I won't let you insult my mother!"
Xia Yangyang was on the brink of fury.
My mother has been dead for ten years, why is she still being insulted by this woman who caused her death?
"Your mother was mired in scandal and attacked from all sides. In the end, she killed herself out of shame. That has nothing to do with anyone else."
Xia Yangyang had no idea what this woman was talking about.
But every word from Liu Ruyan's mouth was utterly repugnant.
Xia Yangyang regained a shred of calm: "You better explain yourself clearly, or, even though you are my elder, I will not let this go."
Liu Ruyan wanted to say something.
However, she was abruptly silenced by Xia Liangdong's roar: "Shut up! Don't say those things in front of the child."
