Jing Shu sized up Su Meimei, who sat dishevelled in a corner. Her hair was a mess, and although her facial wounds had healed, she clearly hadn't bathed in a while. Her clothes were dirty and stained with grease, their original color indiscernible.
Su Meimei also looked up and met Jing Shu's gaze. Her eyes barely hid her towering hatred. When she faced Mrs. Jing, her expression quickly turned misty with emotion, and she plaintively called out, "Sis, you're here."
Zhang Zhongyong's appearance was much better. He got up and awkwardly called out, "Sis, Brother-in-law."
Mrs. Jing merely gave a noncommittal 'hmm' and said no more. She moved a chair over and sat beside Jing Shu to watch TV, while Mr. Jing cautiously sat on only a third of the sofa, not daring to speak with Su Meimei and her family.
