Madam Tang's gaze bore into Yang Mei, her voice laced with skepticism. "How did you find him? After so many years, how did you know where to find Tang Ziyi?"
Yang Mei paused, her eyes darting around the room as she formulated her response. "I have resources now," she declared, her tone tinged with a hint of superiority. "Back then, I was just a nobody, scared of Madam Jiang's wrath. But now, well..." She trailed off, a smirk playing on her lips as her gaze swept over the opulent surroundings.
Li Yanyan's eyes narrowed, her expression one of disdain. "You came to find him because the Jiangs are all dead," she stated, her voice dripping with accusation.
Yang Mei's mask of feigned innocence slipped ever so slightly as she met Li Yanyan's piercing gaze. "I don't have anyone else to fear," she confessed, her words laced with a twisted sense of relief. "I can be with my son without fearing what Madam Jiang will do to me."
