Madam Song was adept at reading people and had already discerned that her son was not on good terms with the woman before them. Her smile faded a bit as she asked, "Xingyu, what's going on here?"
"It's nothing much, she just ran into me and then cursed at me, saying that I'm blind and should rot in this petty place," shrugged Song Xingyu.
"I see. So I have failed in my parenting," replied Madam Song, her tone turning completely cold; each word was delivered with a chilliness that was laden with barbs.
For Liang Jinlan, her words were more painful than if she had been slapped across the face multiple times.
"I'm sorry, Madam Song, that's not what I meant," Liang Jinlan said, immediately flustered.
