Wu Cuilan didn't know why, but as soon as she met Jiang Mingyue's eyes, she felt a chill go through her.
But as soon as she thought about the money spent by her little nephew and the threats from her third brother, Wu Cuilan immediately perked up.
"Jiang Mingyue, you impostor, it's you who harmed Tiantian. How can you bear to hurt such a small child? You're worse than a pig or a dog. If Shen Fanghua doesn't give me a satisfactory answer today, do you believe I will burn down this new house of yours?"
Jiang Mingyue's eyes narrowed slightly; she hated being threatened by others the most.
Shen Fanghua saw the entire family of the second house coming to pressure her, and her heart was desolate beyond words. She couldn't understand why her husband's family turned out to be like this.
Shen Fanghua: "What kind of response would satisfy you?"
Wu Cuilan felt as if she had Shen Fanghua in her grip and immediately grew smug.
