"Oh, so she's been drinking?" Mrs. Wang coldly said: "I thought she had become lame and couldn't walk!"
"Mother!" Shi Fengju frowned and forced a bitter smile, "Can you not speak like that? With the New Year upon us—"
"What? Am I not allowed to speak now?! Is it that you find this mother of yours displeasing to the eye, huh?" Mrs. Wang became even more choked with anger, fiercely shaking off Shi Fengju's hand, and strode forward vigorously, not even glancing sideways at Sang Wan.
"Madam, please slow down a bit!" Mrs. Jiang hurriedly supported her, commanding everyone to follow closely.
When he found a moment, Shi Fengju tugged at Sang Wan's sleeve and whispered: "Miss Wan, it's my fault you got involved, just keep a low profile this once, and when we return to Ningyuan, I'll let you deal with me…"
What kind of thing was that to say? Filled with a mix of annoyance and amusement, Sang Wan shot a glance at Shi Fengju and hurried to follow along with him.
