Zuo Su smiled.
Old Madam Ran said weakly: "You shouldn't have encouraged Jin Yi to do that—it would ruin Qingchen."
"Oh."
The woman responded indifferently with a single "Oh."
She casually tossed her handkerchief onto the ground, used her foot to hook a small stool, and placed it by the bedside.
Then the woman sat on the stool, rested her chin in her hands, and stared straight at the old lady's gaunt profile: "Mother-in-law, why do you think Qingchen was ruined by us? Why not by you? And besides Qingchen, who else have you ruined?"
The old lady closed her eyes, her expression desolate.
Zuo Su laughed: "You know, it was actually fun playing mind games with you, you old fox. I used to be genuinely afraid of you. But now that the Ran Family is in this state, I'm too lazy to keep up the act. What's sad is that you… are truly finished."
Old Madam Ran murmured: "The Emperor won't spare the Ran Family. If you want to leave, go as soon as possible and live the life you want."
