Jiang Yixiu's lips twitched slightly; he knew all too well what they intended to do, nothing more than trying to "force a confrontation."
He walked over with a faint smile, "Mom, what drama are you putting on this time?"
"No drama, since you don't want that woman to leave, then Luo Yan and I will leave. I don't want such an unfilial son." Old Madam Jiang seemed gentle, but once her temper flared up, not even ten bulls could hold her back.
Jiang Yixiu glanced at Luo Yan; he was well aware that she must have whispered something to the old lady, otherwise, the old lady wouldn't be so agitated.
Seeing her eyes dodge his gaze, he knew his guess was probably correct.
He had always thought this girl was pure and kind, but now it seemed that wasn't entirely the case.
After some thought, it seemed normal, since she had been in such a complicated place as Bao Huan; how pure could she really remain?
