Her most beloved and guilt-ridden eldest son, and her most, most excruciatingly painful youngest son had both been exploited by this unpresentable rural brat.
How could this not infuriate her?
It was utterly detestable!
Upon seeing Tang Qian's expression, Wei An knew he had finally achieved his aim today. After all was said and done, this was his real purpose. Regardless of whether Jiang Yang resembled Wei Qin as a child, he would never allow him the opportunity to replace himself.
Tang Qian, driven by rage, stepped forward suddenly and raised her hand to slap Jiang Yang's delicate, fair face. Fu Xinwu, seeing something was amiss, immediately attempted to intervene but unexpectedly tripped over someone, and, unprepared, fell directly to the ground.
At the moment she hit the ground, a crisp slap resonated through the air.
