A Small Matter a Small One a Small One

Wang Manwen was startled by her display of power. She took a step back and said, "Yes …" It's silver, what's wrong? "

"Silver?" Su Mingyu raised an eyebrow, "If I remember correctly, Second Mother probably married in three years ago, right?"

"Yes …" Yeah, what's wrong? " Wang Manwen was forced back by Su Mingyu, "What are you trying to say?"

"It looks like this hairpin has lasted for at least 20 years, right?" As Su Mingyu spoke, she bit her lips and continued, "Alright, I'll consider this a hairpin that you just married into my family three years ago."

Su Mingyu moved closer to Wang Manwen, "The silver hairpin from three years ago wasn't as pure as it is now, so it contains a lot of impurities, so this hairpin in my hand …"

Su Mingyu suddenly exerted force and broke the hairpin in her hand. The clear sound startled Wang Manwen.