An Ning's gaze was like a bottomless black hole, and Du Guijuan, caught in it, felt a profound terror.
'She's telling the truth.'
Everything she had seen and heard at the An family's home that day confirmed the truth of An Ning's words.
"A person must learn to be content. What's meant to be yours will be yours. Don't covet what isn't."
As An Ning finished speaking, she spun around to stare directly at An Ercheng, who had been about to help Du Guijuan. The intangible pressure shifted entirely onto him.
"Second Uncle, for all her faults, Second Aunt was at least looking out for your own little family. She has no blood ties to First Uncle or my dad, so her scheming against them is one thing. I can understand that."
"But what about you?"
That single question filled An Ercheng with a mixture of shame and helpless rage.
An Ning sneered and took a step forward. An Ercheng, terrified, scrambled back three steps, stumbling before catching his balance.
