Although Mrs. Zhang and Aunt Ryu were not the sharpest tools in the shed, Yang Yu's words had been so straightforward that if they still didn't understand, it would mean they had no brains at all, not just a problem with their brains.
Chairman Wei was livid, his face twisted with rage, "What nonsense are you spouting? These are baseless accusations! Absolute nonsense!"
"Getting nervous? Your wife is even more on edge than you are!" Yang Yu sneered, "As soon as we came in, Mrs. Wei's gaze towards Wen Jing didn't resemble that of a mother-in-law looking at her daughter-in-law, but more like a senior wife eyeing her junior, full of the kind of hatred that wants to eliminate the other but is unable to."
"Chairman Wei must have considered taking a younger mistress, but your wife wouldn't allow it, fearing that children born of that union would compete with your son for the inheritance, right?"
