Ho Laidi did indeed stop, but the fierceness in her eyes was somewhat terrifying.
Sitting next to the dining table, Song Xiyun couldn't help but pinch her man hard.
Chiang Baoguo was the eldest son of the Chiang family, thirty-two this year, standing around one meter seventy-five, with an average build. The Chiangs were a good-looking bunch, and Baoguo was no exception. Back in the day, in Siyang Village, the Chiang lads were quite popular with the girls.
That's why after Chiang Baohe went blind in one eye, the contrast became so stark, turning more and more gloomy, his appearance increasingly distorted. It is indeed true that personality affects one's outward appearance.
"His father, that Liu Caiyun, the wretched widow, is up to no good. She's set her heart on entering our Old Chiang Family, not even considering if she's worthy!" Ho Laidi smacked her thigh.
"Who said we're letting her into our family?" Chiang Songtao said with a stern face.
