Lady Zhao, although half-doubtful, also understood the resolute nature of Fang Qin and thus chose to temporarily set aside her suspicions.
"Not being able to let that villain receive the punishment she deserves this time, she really got off light."
Anger and helplessness laced Lady Zhao's voice, while Fang Qin's gaze seemed soaked in hatred, sharp and icy, her heart filled with a determination for indignation and revenge.
This incident was not just a financial loss, but a trampling of dignity, a blood debt she swore to repay.
"Alright, you're injured now, and rest is most important. I'll go bring Dazhuang here for you to breastfeed, the child has been crying all day and has just calmed down."
Fang Qin was just about to refuse, but Lady Zhao had already quickly walked towards Xie Xinghua, taking the bawling Dazhuang into her arms.
