How absurd.
Madam Zhou stormed into the living room, "Where is she?"
Auntie Zhou was a bit confused, was she referring to the sir or the madam?
"That woman," Madam Zhou said impatiently, truly detestable, showing her true colors right after getting married.
She knew this woman was after Sheng Ting's money, previously putting on an act of virtuousness and modesty, and now that they were finally married, she could rightfully enjoy herself.
"Oh, Madam went out to buy some things," Auntie Zhou, seeing Madam Zhou's unpleasant expression and guessing their mother-daughter relationship might be strained, spoke tactfully.
"What? Out shopping this early in the morning? Such a spendthrift," Madam Zhou angrily tossed her bag onto the couch before sitting down.
At this moment, she felt a surge of anger at the thought of that woman, and she couldn't help but become furious.
Auntie Zhou, sensing trouble, sneakily returned to the kitchen and called Bai Lan to give her a heads-up.
