Old Madam Moh became more and more angry as she thought about it. Seeing her face looking terrible, Luo Hongying hurried over to clasp her arm, calling out in a soft and pitiful voice, "Grandma, I didn't see this coming..."
She had intended to coax her as usual, but to her surprise, Old Madam Moh forcefully withdrew her hand, her face cold and distant, "From now on, we don't need an outsider like you meddling in our family affairs."
Outsider.
Luo Hongying was shocked to her core, disbelieving as she looked at her—since she had memory, Old Madam Moh had always doted on her and liked her, never speaking such harsh words to her!
She suddenly felt an urge to cry, but Old Madam Moh did not look at her again, only turning to Moh Shiche, "Cheche, I'm going back first. Take Qiangwei home later, don't stay out too late, I've asked Auntie Wu to keep the nourishing soup warm for you."
