Miss, Your Methods Are Ruthless
This, this is...
Mo Ran nearly wet her pants "Mother..."
The old lady stared at the flower-patterned underpants, blood almost oozing from her eyes. She pointed at Madam Qin 's nose and started scolding, "Qin, look at what you've done! You have so much audacity, daring to betray Heng'er..." Make him wear the cuckold's hat!
The Old Madam couldn't bring herself to utter that sentence.
Madam Qin was also horrified, hurriedly explaining, "Mother, please listen to me. I didn't do it, and I don't even know where these things came from. They're not mine at all. Someone is trying to frame me..."
Mo Ran chimed in, "Grandmother, my mother is not like this. You must believe her! Someone is trying to frame her. She has never had any ulterior motives toward Father!"
Madam Qin fell to her knees in front of Old Madam Huang.
Little did they know that another thing floated down from her and landed on the floor. It was a dark blue handkerchief with faintly written words.