"You're trying to ... Chip away at her spirit. "
"Soon, she will understand that this home is no longer a place where she can enter whenever she wants."
Madam Murong looked at Murong Mian's confident expression and for some reason ... She felt that she could trust him.
It had been many years since she had felt this way.
It was a luxury to trust someone.
"Then do as you see fit. If there's anything you need me to do, just tell me."
"There's one thing,"Murong Mian said.
"Go ahead,"
"Freeze Murong cuiting and her son's credit card."
"This ... Is this okay?"
"Why can't I?"
"Okay ... I'll get it done immediately." Madam Murong was very diligent in doing this.
Murong cuiting and her son's money came from the Murong family's account. Every single cent they spent over the years came from this family.