Lady Wangyue's hands were faintly trembling.
Her teeth clenching, no way, this medicine, absolutely cannot be used on her son, she would rather Angus die than use this medicine.
Lady Wangyue's demeanor gradually softened, her glance at Shen Nie became one of helplessness and pity. Had it not been for that ferocious expression she previously revealed, her appearance would be that of a woman gentle as water, dignified and elegant.
Lady Wangyue, with a weary voice, said, "Shen Nie, must our relationship really be like this? Can we not get along well? Can we not go this far over some insignificant people, when we are the closest to each other in this world?"
Faced with Lady Wangyue's sudden change, Shen Nie's eyes held only sarcasm and contempt, and a touch of disgust.
