The teacup shattered into pieces, a mess scattered across the floor.
Du Peifang was panting heavily, her eyes fierce, her demeanor lost.
She seemed like a completely different person from her lofty self at the Yuan Family, with victory in her grasp.
Ji Mingzhu navigated around the puddles and shards on the floor and took a seat neither too close nor too far from Du Peifang.
"Such anger, are you dissatisfied with the gift from the Commandery Princess?"
Glancing at the jade carving, "The Commandery Princess is magnanimous, wishing you an early son, you mustn't let her good intentions go to waste."
Du Peifang gritted her teeth, "Don't use the Commandery Princess to pressure me, Ji Mingzhu, you are nothing more than a petty person gaining favor!"
Ji Mingzhu raised an eyebrow, "Gaining favor is better than disappointment, Aunt Du, what do you think?"
Aunt Du...
These three words were like a dagger, viciously stabbing Du Peifang's heart.
