An Jing was feeling bored and restless when she saw Xiao Chen's arriving, and a cold smile crossed her heart.
Fearful of being cursed to death by her son, she used to avoid even the sight of him, wishing nothing more than for him to die quickly. And yet, now she had been requesting to see him repeatedly, all because she thought her son had made a fortune and wanted to get money out of him.
An Jing looked at Xiao Chen's, who dared not enter the yard, and said leisurely, "If you're so afraid of my Changyi cursing you to death, then why are you looking for him? Aren't you worried that, instead of getting money, you'll end up getting cursed to death?"
Xiao Chen's was caught off guard by An Jing's directness and her face turned red with embarrassment.
