Ning Wanrong's face stiffened, "Wan'e, I only did it for you..."
"This is the Jiang Family." Ning Wan'e cut in sharply again, "You are merely a guest, what right do you have to boss everyone around here?"
Ning Wanrong's face instantly turned the color of a pig's liver.
Where could Jiang Hongzhou's expression possibly be any better? His face was stern, his fists clenched tight, his entire being had a tense aura as if a storm was brewing.
At this moment, nobody knew the complexity of his emotions.
"Hongzhou," Ning Wan'e started to explain, "It's all my fault. Today is the weekend, and I thought of inviting my elder brother and sister-in-law over for a simple meal, but who knew they would end up having an unpleasant encounter with Yaoyao..."
Jiang Yaoyao sneered in her heart, but her face remained as impassive as ever.