Jiang Ruan couldn't make out what she was murmuring to herself.
But seeing her frightened expression, she felt utterly disappointed.
Were she and Li Xiangyu really mother and daughter?
In the world, which mother doesn't wish for her daughter to be more successful than her peers?
Li Xiangyu's bottom line had been crossed, and thinking of Jiang Yuning's close brushes with death, she began to speak without filter.
"In ancient times, you would have been nothing but a maid, even the daughter of a house steward is still a maid! Where do you get the courage to confront the Jiang Family!"
Her heart went through despair and tearing again and again.
Jiang Ruan pried Li Xiangyu's hands away, her voice cold, "Leave now, I need some peace."
All of a sudden, Li Xiangyu's voice became tender as if she had a change of heart and pleaded with her.