After dropping these words, Zhuang Yuling walked directly out of the courtyard, regardless of her feelings.
Standing in the yard, Zhuang Huanling's face was full of despair.
Was she really that willful?
Clearly, that Hong Shixian was the one who hurt her best friend; if she didn't teach him a lesson, how could she justify it?
Just when Zhuang Huanling was puzzled and displeased, Gong Shuier walked in with a smile.
"It's alright, your aunt is just doing this for your own good."
"She's not doing it for my good, she just despises me!"
Zhuang Huanling looked at Gong Shuier with defiance and her hands on her hips, "Shuier, let me ask you, do you think I'm willful?"
"Or rather, do you think I was wrong to deal with Hong Shixian this time?"
At her words, Gong Shuier fell silent for a moment, then looked at Zhuang Huanling seriously.
"Linger, do you really want me to tell you the truth?"
