"What? You’re saying Mingxue’s grandmother and cousin are here? And they’re with Director Xie?"
Mrs. Fu stared at the messenger, utterly shocked.
"Yes, they’re with Director Xie right now."
Upon receiving confirmation, Mrs. Fu’s expression instantly turned livid.
A murderous rage followed.
’That damn old hag—how dare she show her face here?’
Suppressing her fury, she nodded to the messenger. "Alright, I know. I’ll head over right away."
She then went next door. "My dear, I need to step out for a bit. Would you mind watching my two kids for me?"
Wang Xiang heard this and immediately agreed. "Aunty, just bring the kids over."
"Alright, then." Mrs. Fu went to get the children.
Wang Xiang went with her to help.
They each carried one child.
Once the children were settled, Mrs. Fu stormed toward Director Xie’s office, her face a mask of fury.
When she arrived, she saw, just as she’d expected, a disheveled old woman.
Old Mrs. Fu saw her at the same moment.
Seeing her well-dressed, radiant daughter-in-law, she was so enraged she forgot where she was.
She immediately erupted, "Xu Zifeng, you bitch! You deserve to be hacked to pieces! Your father-in-law is dead, and you couldn’t even be bothered to attend his funeral! You heartless monster! Aren’t you afraid lightning will strike you down—"
Mrs. Fu was in no mood to indulge the old hag.
It even turned the back of Old Mrs. Fu’s leathery old hand red.
"I hate it when people point at me. And stop sputtering. Just get the hell out! Don’t think for a second that you can come to a military base, throw a tantrum, and I’ll be scared of you, you old witch. If you don’t leave right now, I’ll call the police and have you arrested."
Hearing this, Fu Mingya’s face went deathly pale.
’This... this isn’t how I thought this would go at all.’
’Is Auntie really not afraid of Grandma causing a scene on the base and damaging Fu Mingxue and Qin Wenhao’s reputations?’
"Auntie, we didn’t come to cause trouble. Grandpa passed away, and Grandma is just overwhelmed with grief. She just wanted to ask why Mingxue isn’t coming back for the funeral. Grandpa was asking for Mingxue even at the very end."
"Shut up! You expect me to believe that old man was thinking about my Mingxue? If he had a shred of conscience, he wouldn’t have stood by and watched as the rest of the Fu family bullied a widow and her orphan daughter."
"Auntie, you should respect the dead. No matter what happened, he was still Mingxue’s grandfather. Now that he’s gone, can’t we just let bygones be bygones?"
Mrs. Fu sneered. "Easy for you to say, with all the nerve in the world. Don’t think for a second I don’t know what you’re up to. You’re just here to ruin our reputations on the base. Heh, well let me tell you something. My daughter and I have done nothing wrong. We have clear consciences, so we’re not afraid of your slander. Now, get out!"

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