The old woman timed her interruption perfectly. "Mr. Zhao," she began, "you have to understand. My husband and I truly knew nothing about Wanyue being promised to someone else. It was all our third son's doing."
Miaohua scoffed. "Your third son was in town making sesame cakes this morning and didn't get home until after noon. Mrs. Wang said they went to your house early in the morning, and that it was you and your granddaughter who personally received her."
The old woman was so furious she rolled her eyes. "What damn business is it of yours? We don't need an outsider who married into the family stirring up trouble."
"It doesn't matter if I'm an outsider who married in. I'm part of the Zhao Family now. You're bullying one of our own, and I won't stand for it."
The old woman looked ready to strike again, but Mr. Zhao cut in with a sharp cough. "We all know full well who did this. Dachang, just tell us, what are you going to do about it?"
