The trouble which Nana started, she met at home when she returned at around 6 in the evening to the old Zhang mansion. She was deliberately late, hoping that nobody would be around at that time.
She was familiar with the schedules of the elders so she knew that at this time, grandma Zhang would still be out with her friends from the ancient tea processing class. Grandpa Zhang would be still be out with his old golfing friends and her husband would still be at the office. Ever since he started working, he returned between eight to nine.
Like a thief who was riddled with guilt, she opened the front door and snuck in, tiptoeing slowly with her high heels in her hands. She was just about to reach the steps leading upstairs when she was suddenly yanked from the back by the hair.
"Aaaahhhh.." she cried out.
The shoes dropped from her hands and she instinctively reached her hands up to shake off the hands which were gripping her hair tightly.
