"Yes, murder must be avenged, you killed my father, so why haven't you paid for it?" Zhang Xiaoying said with a smirk, exuding a powerful oppressive force as she closed in on Mrs. Qian.
"Tell me, how exactly did my dad die? If you don't tell me, I really will go crazy. You do know that Qiaoqiao's in-laws were severely dealt with by me, right?"
"Oh, right, the family of my second brother's wife was also on the receiving end of my thrashing, and half a year has gone by, they still don't dare to show up. Do you think it's scary when I go mad?"
"I also wouldn't mind taking action against the Zhang Family, as my reputation no longer matters to me now. Even if I become infamous, I don't care, as long as it brings me satisfaction."
Seeing Zhang Xiaoying like this, Mrs. Qian shivered.
"I don't know what you're talking about, your father died of illness, it has nothing to do with us!"