"What do you think?"
At this moment, Zhuang Rao finally understood what it meant to be grilled over the fire. She walked up to Tang Wan, biting the bullet, she apologized, "I'm sorry!"
"Who are you apologizing to?" Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow.
"Miss Tang, I'm sorry!"
"An apology should have a reason, right..."
Zhuang Rao's hands were tightly clenched, her body not only trembling with fear and dread but also with indignant shame. She had no choice but to choke up and apologize over and over.
"She was born with a venomous heart, wishing harm upon others. Yet, living in our house, it's not the place of outsiders to meddle, even if it's one's own family..."
With a scoff in his voice, Jiang Jinsang said, "One must consider the closeness of relationships. Distant relatives aren't even as good as close neighbors, so don't overextend your reach."
Jiang Shuyan bit her teeth, not daring to say more.
