For some reason, men seem to be easily provoked.
Lin Shu understood this well.
"You're Weisy's uncle, aren't you?"
This man was once very famous in the world of politics. But now he was disgraced, his schemes having been exposed and his power stripped from him.
It was the shame of his life.
Weisy's uncle, named Alger, once commanded great respect, but now he was nothing more than a rat that everyone wanted to beat.
Times change, and so do people's prospects.
"So what if I am? And what if I'm not? Did you not expect to face consequences for your misdeeds?"
Lin Shu never believed she had done anything wrong.
And she had not once judged Alger's actions as wrong.
"Your failure does not mean I'm in the wrong, but merely reflects your inadequacy. If you insist on blaming me for your shortcomings..."
Lin Shu left her words hanging, not deeming it necessary to finish her statement.
