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Zhou Ting was in a miserable state. Her previous arrogance and grandeur had completely disappeared. I'm sorry, old master, but justice and I should not have come. I thought to myself, Mistress has lost her son. We want to see her.
But she may have thought that I had some bad intentions and brought her son to make her angry on purpose, so she … In short, please don't blame the matriarch! Zhou Ting's few words clearly showed her pure and kind nature.
Xie Huaian revealed a pained expression as he repressed his anger and glared at Zhang Man. ”I'm telling you, don't think that you can do whatever you want just because Xie Zhengquan is dead. You have to accept this fact!”
If you are eternally immersed in this matter and are unable to extricate yourself, I cannot bear it. Today's matter, Zhou Ting brought her son to see you out of good intentions, but you are in such a state!
Who are you showing this to, me? Who are you talking to in this case? From now on, you will stay in the house and calm down for the whole night. Without my order, you are not to come out! Xie Huaian said angrily.
After Zhang Man's graceful appearance, not only did this Xie Family's matriarch lose face for him, but the entire Xie Family's face as well.
Hearing Xie Huaian's words, Zhang Man's face was filled with shock. What did he mean by that? He had lost her son, and Zhou Ting was acting arrogantly in front of him. Even though Zhou Ting did not help him, she actually stood together with this slut.
Chang felt his mind buzzing, as if something had collapsed.
She had not slept the entire night. She had been smashing things, chattering away, calling out her son's name, insulting and humiliating others. None of the servants beside her dared to go over.
On the second day, Zhang Man's face was covered in blood, and his eyes were bloodshot. Around his eyes were black bags, and his hair was disheveled. She hadn't bathed for a long time, but she could smell a strange odor from afar.
Chang seemed to have no idea that her eyes were already starting to turn cloudy. To be able to clench his teeth and brandish his claws and say the name of his son, it was as if he was possessed.
Xie Huaian had thought that if she stayed quiet for a night, she would recognize her mistake. Who knew that she would still behave like this? He was furious, so he locked Zhang Man up again.
When would she think clearly and understand that he would release her after she walked out of this matter? Otherwise, as the matriarch, how could she remain neutral at home? How could he, the Patriarch, endure this?
Another night passed. On the second day, Chang Man was quiet. The room was very quiet, because the servants couldn't stand Zhang Man's hustle and bustle any longer, so they quietly left. No one stayed by her side.
On the second day, they found that the room was very quiet. They all thought that Zhang Man had thought it through.
Who knew that when the maidservants brought food in and saw Zhang Man, who was lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth, with her eyes wide open, they would scream out in fear.
Zhang Man died! The main wife of the Xie Clan, Zhang Man, had died. When Zhou Ting found out about this, she was very happy that this was what she wanted. She didn't expect Zhang Man to be so useless.