Widow Wang felt a burning pain on her face. She was so angry that she wanted to make a scene, but Song Xiao, who was more than 1.8 meters tall, stood in front of her. Widow Wang couldn't help but feel a little afraid, but she still muttered unwillingly, "I didn't say anything wrong. It has nothing to do with you…"
Song Xiao was even angrier. "How is it unrelated to me?! She's my sister! Tell me, which sentence did you see with your own eyes?"
Widow Wang was so frightened that she did not say a word. Tears were about to flow out.
"That's enough!" Song Yao stopped her brother. "Ignore her. She's Widow Wang of the Song Manor. She seems to like Yu Yong."
"No wonder!" Song Xiao sneered. "It's really a bitch paired with a dog!"
"What are you talking about?"
Hearing this, Widow Wang was instantly anxious. He actually called Yong a dog and called her a bitch! She was really about to die of anger!
