Bab 33: Chapter 33 No other merits, just fond of holding grudges

The moment Second Aunt saw Yan Lingzhen, venom spewed from her eyes, but with everyone present, she had to grit her teeth and swallow the bile rising in her throat.

"Don't stand outside in the cold, come in. The old lady must be getting anxious," she said, leading the way into the inner room with an air as if she were the mistress of the house.

Even the ever-patient Aunt Song couldn't help but shake her head and sigh.

Sun's figure stood erect; she slid her string of Buddhist beads onto her wrist, wrapping it three times, then stretched her neck side to side, speaking in a calm, collected tone, "Let's go in."

Behind her followed a procession of the Yan Family's children, entering the house en masse.

Their manner was not one of going to speak but rather of going to fight.