Before Chen Wanyue could finish, she heard a loud CLANG from outside the door.
Her eyes shot up warily. "Who's there?"
Mrs. Shi paid no mind to her husband tugging at her arm. Her chest felt like it was about to explode with rage at their wickedness. In her distraction, the rolling pin in her hand had struck the wall, making the noise that drew Chen Wanyue's attention.
But Mrs. Shi wasn't afraid of Chen Wanyue. She shoved Mr. Shi's arm away and kicked the door open.
"Chen Wanyue, you ungrateful wolf! I'll kill you! To think you'd plot to murder us, an old couple—are you even human?! Back when you couldn't even show your face in the Zhao Village, we were the ones who took you in! We didn't care about your stinking reputation and arranged for you to marry our son..."
Mrs. Shi was so furious her lungs felt like they would burst.
At first, they had just assumed she was young and immature, that all her troublemaking and her ruined reputation were just a phase.
