Ji Yunya turned her head and saw Zhuang Xiyue walking in from outside with a cold expression.
She walked in with long strides, full of momentum, and suddenly slapped Pei Xinyi across the face. This slap was much harsher than the one Pei Ying had given earlier, knocking Pei Xinyi directly to the ground.
"Is my daughter-in-law someone you can humiliate?"
Zhuang Xiyue said sternly, her eyes cold as a knife, cutting into Pei Xinyi's face inch by inch.
Zhuang Xiyue stood directly in front of Yun Ya, looking down upon her. At this moment, she was like a queen, high above; in front of her, everyone was reduced to ants.
Xiao Ling'er was frightened, instinctively pulling back her shoulders.
Yun Ya looked at the figure standing in front of her, and her heart felt warm.
Zhuang Xiyue held her hand, turned her head to look over, her expression softened: "How are you?"
Yun Ya smiled and shook her head: "I'm fine."
Zhuang Xiyue let out a sigh of relief.
