Zhao Yanxia was never one to back down, and with her mood souring, she immediately retorted with venom, "Third Aunt, are you really that kind?"
The question, voiced publicly, brought a fleeting look of embarrassment to the woman's plump face. Relying on her status, she placed her hands on her hips and criticized, "Your words make me sound so bad. Dong Sheng is my nephew, of course I care about him. It's you, though, who is arrogant. No wonder you'd rather find other women outside than come back to see your family."
With words reaching this point, Zhao Yanxia was completely enraged. She twirled her sleeves and charged forward like a shrew.
The people seated were no pushovers either. Seeing her behavior, several individuals adopted fighting stances.
As they were about to descend into a brawl, the old woman grabbed a nearby cup, held it high above her head, and then let go.
The cup fell with a bang, and the clamor instantly died down.
"What's there to fuss about? Go home if you should!" The old woman's imposing presence silenced everyone.
No one dared to speak again. They gathered their belongings, left without a word, and scurried away with their tails between their legs.
Once the outsiders were gone, the old woman no longer spared Zhao Yanxia's feelings. "You're already this old, and you don't even care about outsiders laughing at you. Does it look good? You still have the nerve to argue. Hurry up and think of a way to contact your man and find a solution to this matter. If arguing were effective, everyone would just argue when problems arise."
Zhao Yanxia didn't dare to utter a sound, lowering her head to listen to the old woman's lecture.
Having tired herself out from speaking, the old woman didn't want to see Zhao Yanxia anymore. She turned to Jiang Ziyu beside her, "Ziyu, come with me to the study. I have something to tell you."
"Okay." Jiang Ziyu obediently stood up from the sofa.
As the old woman passed by Di Mingjue, he stopped her. "What is it that must be discussed upstairs?"
The old woman glanced at him, offering no reply.
Upon reaching the study, the old woman instructed Jiang Ziyu to close the door and sit on the sofa.
Feeling very uneasy, Jiang Ziyu followed all of the old woman's instructions.
"Don't be nervous." The old woman soothed her. "How have you been lately? Is Qianqian behaving?"
"Yes, Qianqian is doing very well." Jiang Ziyu thought for a moment. "I won't be returning for now. The place we're living is quite close, and it's more convenient than being at home. If you miss Qianqian, I'll bring her back to accompany you in a couple of days when it's a holiday."
The old woman nodded. She gazed at Jiang Ziyu for a while before continuing, "Actually, there's nothing much. It's still about Dong Sheng's matter. The other party is your sister. I want to know your thoughts on this matter."
Her opinion, or for her to step forward?
The old woman probably knew best.
Jiang Ziyu shifted her position and said earnestly to the old woman, "I am now married to Mingjue, and by name, I am also part of the Di family. My feelings for the Jiang family are not deep. You should also know that Xu Jingya is not my biological mother. Jiang Feifei is also just my half-sister. I lived outside their care from a young age, and my feelings for them are not deep."
"I will not comment on her character. However, destroying another family is a moral failing. No matter how others criticize her, she has no right to refute them."
As she spoke these words, a smile gradually spread across the old woman's face. She reached out, touched Jiang Ziyu's hand, and patted it gently with satisfaction.
"Grandmother, I have no objections to how the Di family treats the Jiang family. You don't need to consider my opinion, just do as you see fit," Jiang Ziyu said.
If they could take action to make the Jiang Corporation's situation difficult, she would be quite pleased.
After chatting about other trivial matters, the old woman asked Jiang Ziyu to stay for dinner. Jiang Ziyu found it difficult to refuse, as it was almost the weekend, and picking her up today meant she could spend more time with the old woman.
Going downstairs, Jiang Ziyu proactively asked Di Mingjue if he wanted to pick up Qianqian together.