Sitting in the car, Xu Qingli's personal maid Chunfen was indignant on her behalf, "No manners, Old Madam, how can she talk to you with that tone?"
Xu Qingli closed her eyes and leaned her head back against the leather seat, "Just a rabble. Chenyuan only married her because she's pretty, it has bewitched him. Taking such a woman as a wife is a misfortune for the family, offering her face and she doesn't want it..."
Grinding her teeth, Chunfen said, "Old Madam, you can't let her arrogance grow. You should tell the Eldest Young Master, seeing how you're being treated, he will certainly teach her a lesson."
Xu Qingli's face suddenly turned dark; Chunfen had touched a nerve by bringing up her grievances.
"He's lost his soul now, his mind is muddled; does he still recognize me, his own mother? No matter, I'll play with her slowly, dealing with her is easy. Before, I was just too soft-hearted, thinking she would back off when she realized the difficulty."
