Luo Ning's words left Old Master Luo gasping with fury.
Mrs. Luo and Lou Yinghua had not expected Luo Ning to utter such outrageously unfilial words.
Lou Yinghua's face changed colors as she felt the mocking stares from all around; she wished she could tear Luo Ning's mouth apart.
But as a lady often accustomed to a more dignified demeanor, she could never commit such an unseemly act or speak such vulgar words.
Mrs. Luo clutched her chest, her breathing erratic with anger.
She raised her hand pointing at Luo Ning, "You scourge, you wretched girl."
Luo Ning watched her, looking about to faint with rage, and said, "Old Madam Luo, please don't curse me and then faint from anger."
"Besides, with your frail health, you can't possibly attend to Family Head Luo. Maybe you should let your favorite daughter-in-law help you instead."
"You so want her to birth a legitimate son for the Luo Family, ensuring the purest bloodline."
