Clomping down the stairs from the second floor, Wang Lin only felt a buzzing in her mind, with Old Madam Chi's disdainful gaze filling her vision.
Wang Lin always knew that Old Madam Chi didn't like her, but she didn't expect that, after Qin Yuji entered the house, Old Madam Chi's dislike had turned into hatred.
Although back at Tinglan Waterside, when they sought opinions about arranging for Chi Jingming to marry Luo Peirou, Old Madam Chi had clearly expressed her views, Wang Lin thought that after so much time had passed, those words had already become a thing of the past.
Unexpectedly, she was wrong.
Wishing nothing more than to leave the old house at this moment, never to return again, Wang Lin stormed towards the study, wanting to drag Chi Zhenghong with her.
But from afar, she heard laughter, and when she got closer, she saw Chi Zhenghong handing a tea bowl to Grandpa Chi, then turning his head to say something to Chi Jingxuan, a smile on his face.
