Mrs. Chen was grinding her teeth in anger, and several old ladies were trembling and about to go in when Mrs. Zhen stopped them.
"Sister-in-law, first get to the bottom of what's going on," Mrs. Zhen said word by word.
Mrs. Chen gasped at Mrs. Zhen's icy gaze, feeling a pang in her molars.
Since she married into the Zhen Family and met Mrs. Zhen, who was still unmarried at the time, it's been nearly twenty years. They had always gotten along well, but this was the first time she saw this side of Mrs. Zhen.
Mrs. Zhen was saying to get to the bottom of things, but what more was there to understand?
This was Du Yunluo's room. Du Yunluo should have been resting inside, but now, the door was broken, the chair overturned, and it felt as though bandits had stormed in.
Zhen Wenqian just happened to be in there, and that was already more than a thousand times wrong, what else was there to ask?
