Shortly after, he spoke in a low voice, "Grandmother, if you have any dissatisfaction, just scold me, your grandson. But my mother has respected you for many years. You cannot grind her down without reason."
"I am my mother's child. If you are dissatisfied with her, take it out on me."
"Jun Er, please get up."
Madam Cao, watching this scene, cried and reached out to pull up Cao Jun.
"Good, very good... foolish people, this is the good son you have raised."
Old Madam Cao was so angry that her eyes were filled with blaze. Turning her head, she saw a teacup and grabbed it to throw at Madam Cao.
Seeing this, Jiang Peihuan's eyes were filled with coldness. Lifting her leg, she kicked the teacup aside.
The cup instantly shattered into pieces.
And Madam Cao, looking at the broken cup, was filled with horror.
"Old Madam Cao, do you realize that if this cup had hit Madam Cao, she would have certainly been seriously injured today?"