Mingyun had been home for less than an hour and was stuffed. Under the smiling gaze of his grandmother, he drank the digestive soup that had already been prepared.
Mingyun, "!!"
He didn't know how he had upset his grandmother!
When Zhulan saw her eldest grandson finish the drink, she slowly said, "You still are too careless. You could have avoided this perfectly. What has Grandma taught you? What if you were unlucky?"
Mingyun coughed unnaturally. He was used to controlling everything, a habit that made him feel like everything was in his hands. At the Zhao family, he could indeed directly stop any scheming.
Zhulan continued, "I have also taught you that the power of public opinion is terrifying. Used well, it can kill without a trace. This time, the Zhao family still fears us, but what if it's someone who isn't afraid? If rumors had spread first, how could you still pass your exams?"
