"Madam Song, not only did you do these things, you also claimed that you would ruin my reputation among the wealthy wives and make sure the plagiarism charges against me stuck, and that you'd spread the word," Ningxi said.
When Fu Hanzheng heard this, he couldn't bear to listen any longer.
He looked at Madam Song, his eyes deep.
"Madam, is all of this true?" he asked.
Fear struck Madam Song's heart.
Fu Hanzheng had stopped calling her "Aunt."
He now addressed her formally as "Madam."
She quickly tried to defend herself.
"Hanzheng, don't you know what kind of person your aunt is? You have known me for such a long time, but your acquaintance with Xu Ningxi hasn't been long at all!"
Xu Ningxi directly mocked her.
"I'm afraid you can know someone's face but not their heart. You only know how long we have known each other, but you don't know what malicious intentions we harbor inside," Ningxi said.
Madam Song was so angry she wished she could skin Xu Ningxi alive.
