Zhang Xiaoying didn't wait for the eldest cousin of the original owner to speak; she swept him with a cold glare, and though he opened his mouth, he ultimately didn't dare make a sound.
"Head of the family!" the eldest cousin's wife became anxious and pushed him.
"Don't talk." The eldest cousin glared at her and, displaying servility towards Zhang Xiaoying, struck out boldly against his wife, "Keep up the noise and see if I don't beat you."
A flash of resentment flickered through the eyes of the eldest cousin's wife.
Zhang Xiaoying pressed down the corners of her lifting mouth.
She was staying right here.
No matter what the Zhang family said, she ignored them all.
As time went by, the Zhang family's fear gradually grew, and they started accusing each other, exposing old secrets.
Incidents like who poisoned whose dog one year, who loitered around a widow's house at midnight, and even shameless acts like ruining someone else's marital prospects were all brought to light.