"You're lying, Old Sir would never do such a thing," Old Madam Lu spoke up, breaking the silence in the living room. As she looked at Lu Yichen, a hint of faint hatred flickered in her eyes, "Lu Yichen, ask yourself, how well has Old Sir treated you over these years!"
"He has treated you much better than Yihong by countless times. Now you're here slandering him, you truly have no conscience."
Lu Yichen said nothing, only looked coldly at Old Madam Lu, his expression neither sad nor happy, but his eyes held a hint of chill.
"Pfft—" a laugh broke the tranquility of the living room.
Suddenly, everyone's gaze converged on the person who had laughed. It was none other than Zhong Niangyao.
"Ah, you all don't have to look at me," Zhong Niangyao said with a giggle, "I just found it funny, I really couldn't help but laugh out loud. I didn't mean to interrupt what you were saying, but it was just too hilarious."
