Inside the grand hall of the Ran Family's residence, the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
When it was known that Ran Qingchen had left without saying goodbye, the reactions of everyone varied.
The first to speak sarcastically was undoubtedly the second lady, Hu Meixin.
Ever since she was nearly killed by Ran Qingchen's grip on her throat last time, the woman had harbored hatred deep in her bones.
While Ran Qingchen had been there, she dared not speak out, but now that he was not in the residence, her courage to curse others had surged.
"I always said she was an ingrate."
Hu Meixin sneered, "Knowing that a great disaster was looming over the Ran Family, she sneaked away and left us and Old Madam Ran here to wait for the court to execute us. How filial indeed."
Zuo Su expressed her disapproval, "Qingchen is not like that."
"Not like that?"
Hu Meixin's heavily made-up face was full of scorn, "Then where is she?"
