Song Yunuan felt that Wang Xiuniang was too much.
She didn't even say anything, yet she provoked a scolding.
Song Yunuan, "The one without shame is you, right? Even if you saved Grandpa Murong, he also helped raise your three children. The debt of saving a life has long been repaid, hasn't it?
If you had any sense of shame, you wouldn't live here, because you're both already divorced, there is no relationship between you. If Grandpa Murong wanted a companion, what business do you have staying here?"
Song Yunuan's speech was crisp and pleasant to hear, and she spoke quickly, it was like pearls falling onto a jade plate.
Wang Xiuniang was so choked up that she couldn't talk back, glaring at Song Yunuan with fury.
Murong Feng knew how troublesome and willful Wang Xiuniang was.
He had not expected that she could be so infuriated by Little Nuan today.
Lou Mengjun stepped forward, shielding Little Nuan, and then looked Wang Xiuniang up and down, disdain flashing in her eyes.
