Zhuang Chujiao stuffed shredded pieces of paper into her mouth and looked up at Mu Yan, who was watching her with a superior demeanor.

She felt it was about time, stood up, and laughed, "What can you do to me?"

Mu Yan chuckled softly, turned her head to look at the Zhuang Family members, and said with a faint smile, "Miss Zhuang Chujiao’s upbringing is truly excellent, isn’t it?"

Mrs. Zhuang’s face turned unpleasant, as if someone had slapped her in the face, and she couldn’t say a word in rebuttal.

Just a moment ago, she was almost driven to faint by Zhuang Chujiao’s behavior.

Sinister, cunning, despicable, shameless—those words were the best descriptors for Zhuang Chujiao. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Stop with those sarcastic remarks, you have no evidence," Zhuang Chujiao said angrily. Having just eaten those papers, something seemed to be stuck in her throat, making her very uncomfortable.

"Didn’t your actions just now, ’no silver here,’ serve as the best evidence?" Mu Yan chuckled, looking at her with a mocking expression, "It’s really no exaggeration to say you’re as dumb as can be."

Only then did Zhuang Chujiao realize she had been tricked, and anger welled up inside her. She shouted, "You bitch."

She took a step forward, raising her hand to slap Mu Yan.

Suddenly, she felt pain in her abdomen, and her whole body fell backward, hitting the ground hard, tears streaming from the pain.

She looked up, unable to believe the face of the cold, merciless man, and her grievances and hatred grew deeper.

"Ah..." She sat on the ground, crying and screaming.

Unfortunately, no one wanted to comfort her; some even thought she deserved it.

Jiang Jingheng shielded Mu Yan behind him, coldly eyeing the Zhuang Family, his light brown eyes icy, "If there’s a next time, I’ll cut off her hands and feet."

This was not a tone of negotiation at all.

The fierce demeanor he just displayed indeed astonished everyone present. Usually, he seemed gentle and refined, but no one expected him to strike so ruthlessly. With a single kick, he didn’t spare any face, which explained why he previously had someone break Guan Chao’s arm and Zhuang Chujiao’s leg.

Zhuang Shaoyang looked at the hysterically acting Zhuang Chujiao on the ground, and then at the unrepentant Liang Rong, losing his patience all of a sudden.

"Take her away, get out of the Zhuang Family. I don’t have a wife like you, nor a daughter like her."

Liang Rong’s expression changed drastically, and she looked at him in disbelief, "Shao Yang, do you really not believe me?"

"Do you believe yourself?" Zhuang Shaoyang retorted.

"I know you never forgot Ah Ning in your heart, but your divorce back then really had nothing to do with me," Liang Rong spoke through her tears, "I didn’t know Mr. Zhang adored his nephew, but you can’t lie for him."

Zhang Jin looked at her, his brow slightly furrowed, "No wonder that little girl isn’t up to par; like mother, like daughter, but compared to our past, she’s far from it."

Mu Yan found Liang Rong’s stubborn refusal to admit amusing, but that made it so much more satisfying to slap her face with the truth.

She suddenly chuckled lightly, "Who told you what Zhuang Chujiao tore up was the evidence?"

Liang Rong halted her movements and looked at Mu Yan, unable to hide the shock in her eyes.

Mu Yan curled her lips into a smile, "Your daughter is an idiot, but don’t think that Zhuang Ning’s daughter is the same. How could I be foolish enough to bring out the evidence before the witness arrives? After all, with you two being so shameless, I’m quite wary of your dirty tricks. Clearly, my precaution was correct."

Saying this, she turned and headed upstairs.

The people in the living room looked at each other, and Liang Rong now couldn’t even cry if she wanted to, her mind filled with thoughts of the evidence in Mu Yan’s hands.