Having thoroughly vented her fury, Xu Su Ying felt some of her anger finally subside.
She pulled Chen Song toward the exit. Just as she looked up, she saw the window of the east room being quietly shut from the inside.
'No doubt about it, Third Brother was just in there, watching.'
'But Third Brother was a spineless coward. She'd beaten his daughter's face black and blue, yet he still didn't dare to show himself.'
'Pah, what a gutless piece of trash. And he has the gall to take out usurious loans and fool around with a young widow? He's got some nerve, I'll give him that.'
As Xu Su Ying left with her husband and son, the old lady and Dachang didn't dare make a peep the entire time.
Chen Lian's heart ached for his sister's swollen face, but at the same time, he felt his aunt had a point.
