Madam Jiang leaned against the tree trunk, her long nails breaking into pieces as she exerted force.
If anyone disrespects her, they shouldn't blame her for being merciless!
Finally, the sound of a carriage and the commotion of people was heard outside. Madam Jiang suppressed her anger and put on a worried look as she hurried out: "Husband, husband!"
The people from the Tong Mansion had already left. Madam Jiang lifted the curtain of the carriage, immediately struck by a strong smell of alcohol. She covered her nose with a handkerchief, squinting to see Jiang Shilin lying inside as if in a coma, his clothes covered in vomit. His embarrassing state caused her suppressed anger to flare up instantly. She frowned, turning to Madam Mei and Madam He, saying: "Why are you standing there? Help him inside!"
The two concubines pointed at themselves in disbelief: "Us?"
