"Mom? What kind of love potion have you been fed? You don't believe the facts right in front of you, yet you believe everything Qin Yuji says?"
Quivering with anger, Wang Lin shouted loudly.
She had married into the Chi family for nearly thirty years, and not once had she ever felt as humiliated as she did today.
Old Madam Chi not only threw out the tonics she had brought in front of Chi Jingxuan, Qin Yuji, and a bunch of servants, but she also spewed those harsh words, something that had never happened before.
Wang Lin couldn't figure out what sorcery Qin Yuji had employed.
"Facts? You talk about facts? That lengthy apology statement, are you illiterate? How can you still talk to me about facts?"
Without blushing or gasping for air, Old Madam Chi spoke sharply. She then remembered Wang Lin hitting Qin Yuji with the newspaper and immediately quickened her pace, picked up the newspaper that had fallen on the sofa, turned around, and threw it hard on Wang Lin's head.
