Jiang Yuzhu sighed softly, "Shen Qiang, we're doing this for your own good. It is already very generous that the Gu Family didn't pursue any charges against you."
She turned her head to look at Jiang Xianmei, her eyes were gentle yet firm.
"Aunt, you've seen me grow up. You know, if this matter were to become more serious, it wouldn't be good for Shen Qiang."
"I genuinely hope that she could let go and start afresh."
Jiang Xianmei knew the predicament Jiang Yuzhu was in. She sighed lightly and was about to say some comforting words when she saw Shen Qiang stand up abruptly, seething with anger.
The warm yellow light in the villa shone on the curtains, creating intricate patterns resembling those on a bronze artifact.
The myriad of stars outside seemed to be carefully chosen pearls, dropping one by one into the dark night abyss.
The resentment in Shen Qiang's eyes was like the chill of a fall evening, and she pointed at Jiang Yuzhu, cursing angrily.