"How can I possibly give it to you when it's not even confirmed to be fixed yet?"
Ning Wanru suddenly sneered menacingly.
This version of Ning Wanru made people feel disgusted.
Tian Sanxian knew that she was indeed acting strangely, but it was a predicament of her own making, a consequence of her actions.
She wasn't worthy of sympathy.
Moreover, this woman was very hateful.
In today's society, in a country ruled by law, no matter how powerful the backing of Ning Wanru, there would be no turbulence as long as Elder Shen was there to suppress it.
And this backing, she knew, wasn't her son, but another person.
She spoke coldly, "Ning Wanru, this isn't fifty years ago, nor is it forty years ago. You can't just do whatever you want anymore. I wonder, you've lived a life of elegance and grace, so how come in your old age, you behave like a shrew?"
"Who are you talking about?" Ning Wanru growled fiercely.