บท 1427: Fury

Xiang Wai sat there frozen, her mind reeling as Song Daiyu's words settled like venom in her veins. It felt as though the floor had shifted beneath her, and for a brief moment, she couldn't breathe, her lungs refusing to cooperate. Her grandmother did what? Aren't grandmother usually very protective of their grandchildren? She was not unfamiliar with her grandma's eccentric and mean personality. It could be said that she had no good expectation of her too.

But even then, right now, her brain struggled to process the weight of what she had just heard. The air around them felt charged with a suffocating tension, her breathing growing shallow as rage started to simmer beneath her skin.