He Qiuwen pursed her lips. "He might not hit you now, but who knows about the future? Everyone in Shangjing City knows Prince Zhao is a madman. What sort of reason can you expect from a madman..."
Hua Manman slammed her teacup on the table, cutting her off.
With a SLAM, tea splashed out.
"This is the Prince Zhao Mansion. Are you badmouthing Prince Zhao here because you think you've lived too long?"
He Qiuwen was frightened to see her angry, but she still muttered under her breath.
"Prince Zhao isn't here, is he? It's just the three of us. If you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who's going to know?"
Hua Manman was utterly disgusted with this aunt of hers.
She didn't mind that the woman was scheming, ignorant, and selfish, but she could not tolerate her speaking ill of Prince Zhao.
Not a single word!
Hua Manman shot to her feet, her face cold as she spoke.
"You are not welcome in the Prince Zhao Mansion. Please leave immediately!"
