As the woman's audacious presence filled the room, her brash demeanor clashed with the refined ambiance of Sun Lixia's opulent villa. Undeterred by the stunned silence that greeted her accusation, she proceeded to introduce herself, her words dripping with a casual disregard for the social graces that governed such settings.
"The name's Yang Ming," she announced, popping her gum obnoxiously. "And I'm here to reclaim what's rightfully mine – my son."
Despite her gaudy appearance and crass mannerisms, it was evident that the women before her possessed a level of wealth and status that far surpassed her own. Yet, Yang Ming carried herself with an air of entitlement, her gaze sweeping over the matriarchs as if daring them to challenge her audacious claim.
