Wu Yining was taken aback, staring blankly at her mother, her eyes quickly welling up with tears that seemed on the verge of falling.
In all her life, aside from when her father's concubines and concubine-born daughters angered her mother, she had never seen her be so fierce toward her and her siblings.
"Mother?" Wu Yining called out in a trembling voice.
Seeing her daughter's pitiable pale face, Madam Wang's anger slightly subsided, but her face remained stern. She said, "Ningning, from whose mouth did you hear those words just now? You are a young lady of the family; how can you entertain such chaotic thoughts? What good would it do for your reputation if this spreads?"
Wu Yining's face turned pale, and she said, "Mother, I was just surprised because that woman really resembled Father, so I..."
