Chi Yue furrowed her brows as she regarded the woman, "What are you trying to do now? Use public opinion to pressure me? Lady Fan, have you not considered that if I were afraid of public opinion, I wouldn't still be entangled with Fu Rongyin? This move is pointless against me."
A flicker of an unusual color appeared in Fan Xuesong's eyes, but it quickly vanished.
She continued, "Even if you don't let me see my son, you can't stop me from seeing my granddaughter, can you? He's my only son..."
As more and more onlookers gathered, Chi Yue's expression grew colder.
Fan Xuesong was trying to use public opinion and morality to coerce her, but what Fan Xuesong didn't understand was that such things were utterly ineffective against her.
"Lady Fan," Chi Yue spoke languidly, "you're anxious because you know Mr. Qi has come to Nancheng, aren't you?"
Fan Xuesong's gaze snapped to her, her expression full of disbelief.
Chi Yue knew she had guessed right.
