Fortunately, Fu Qin had always been stubborn and prideful. Even though her entire body was not in the right state, she still held on and did not fall.
She pointed at Zhuang Ming's nose and said hoarsely, "Alright! Then you can protect her for the rest of your life! The Zhuang family is no longer your home; it can't contain a Big Buddha like you, Zhuang Ming! Get lost! Don't let me see you again!"
As she spoke, she raised her hand to touch her chest weakly, as if angry and anxious. She began to scold Zhuang Ming to herself, "Unfilial son! Get lost! None of you can make me worry. My Zhuang family is unfortunate! I don't care anymore; you guys can fend for yourselves!"
When Aunt Wang heard Fu Qin's angry words, her eyes turned red with anxiety. She wanted to say a few words of comfort to the old Madam, but she was interrupted again.
