Undeterred by the scrutinizing gazes of the other ladies, Zheng Liang boldly took Yang Ning's hand, intertwining their fingers. He gently warmed her cold hands while, with a cold stare, he confronted the trembling Chang Ah, who cowered under his intimidating gaze.
"Mrs. Yang, I heard you accused my wife of lying earlier, didn't you? Would you also label me a liar if I attest to witnessing your cruelties towards her? Have you conveniently forgotten the events of the first night when I visited the Yang Household?" he asserted, his words cutting through the tension in the air.
Upon hearing his straightforward words, Chang Ah gasped in horror, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her. Was he intending to reveal everything in front of everyone? The thought sent a shiver down her spine.
