As soon as Rong Yan heard her mother fighting with someone else, she understood everything... It must have been because of those rumors.
What's the easiest and most intimidating way for a little fairy to fight?
It must be by grabbing a weapon.
Simple, efficient, and effortless.
"Stay at home."
As she left the house, she casually grabbed a broom.
Her pretty face darkened, more terrifying than the fierce momentum.
This time, Qin Mei didn't listen to her sister-in-law's words and followed her directly.
Because she also guessed the reason why her aunt was fighting... If it was really because of her, how could she still shrink inside this house?
She and her sister-in-law were family; she absolutely couldn't let these people slander her sister-in-law.
Sun Xiaoyu, who had come to report the news, saw that they had all left, realized what was happening, and quickly followed them, jogging.
She thought the way Sister Rong carried the broom looked... particularly domineering.
