Fu Xiaoxiao's expression changed instantly. Grandfather hated waiting for people.
She had no choice but to walk toward the ancestral hall quickly.
The only thing she could count on was for her mother to return sooner.
A teacup was thrown at Fu Xiaoxiao's feet just when she stepped into the ancestral hall.
"Smash!"
The shards of the teacup fell to the ground, and the tea soaked her bottoms.
Fu Xiaoxiao felt as if she had returned to the night when Shen Yan was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. At that time, her grandfather had also thrown a teacup in front of Shen Yan.
At that instant, she was wishing that Shen Yan would be punished more severely.
The tables had turned, and now it was her turn!
At the thought of this, a trace of hatred flashed across Fu Xiaoxiao's eyes.
She wouldn't have been reprimanded by her grandfather if it wasn't for Shen Yan. In addition, she would not have been punished!
