But after all these years, Ma Fengying has never seen that child again.

She could only vaguely guess from Ming Yue’s state that Yaoyao must be doing okay; otherwise, Ming Yue wouldn’t have been so easygoing, let alone completely disappeared without a trace after taking the money.

Given Ming Yue’s current vindictive nature, no one in this family would ever have a peaceful life.

Because of the incident where Liu Lai kicked and cursed her, Ma Fengying hasn’t gone back to see Liu Qinxin and her mother and son, nor does she feel any desire to visit that grandson anymore.

She just lives a quiet, ordinary life at home with her nanny, Xiao Zhao, and her daughter, Ming Xia.

It wasn’t really anything special before.

It was only a few days ago that her granddaughter came home for vacation.

For some reason, that girl had somehow offended the Liu family’s matriarch.

The old lady didn’t show any mercy at all and started bullying the little kid. Not only did she hit the child, but she also hurled a bunch of harsh words.

Although some of the language was somewhat refined and didn’t directly mention the Ming family, anyone with a bit of sense could tell exactly what she meant.

Of course, Ma Fengying wouldn’t put up with such treatment. She immediately rushed over with her nanny, Xiao Zhao, and got into a fierce argument with that shameless old lady.

Ma Fengying’s health has been deteriorating lately, and after being roughed up by Liu Lai, her aging body and stamina have taken a serious hit—she’s simply no match for the old lady.

If it weren’t for her nanny, Xiao Zhao, both she and the child would have been bullied to death by that old woman.

So Ma Fengying has been stewing over this grievance ever since.

And today, when she happened to run into this situation, how could she possibly say anything nice?

Not adding fuel to the fire is already being merciful to heaven!

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were consumed by the words Ma Fengying had just said:

“Two jade arms that have lain on a thousand men’s pillows.”

“And a single vermilion lip that has been tasted by ten thousand people.”

The two of them looked at each other, their faces turning purplish-blue, too choked up to speak.

Such language…

Just thinking about how it might end up sticking to their own grandchildren and becoming a label they could never shake off for eternity made the elderly couple gasp for breath.

“Excuse me, sister, what exactly did you just say…” Mrs. Zhang said, her face as pale as paper, staring at Ma Fengying.

Ma Fengying merely let out a cold laugh, pointing toward the Liu family across the street and saying, “The Liu family is right over there. If you don’t believe me, go ask everyone around. See if I’m lying? And see if any of the neighbors here are willing to associate with the Liu family?”

Speaking of this matter, Ma Fengying has another long list of grievances.

It all started when the Liu family first moved in here. Back then, she didn’t know what kind of people the Liu family were, so she treated them like relatives and in-laws.

But something seemed off: ever since the Liu family moved in, the neighbors seemed to quietly distance themselves from them.

City dwellers aren’t like those in the countryside, where neighborly relations are naturally more distant.

She hadn’t thought much deeper about it, assuming it was just the general indifference of city folks.

It wasn’t until recently—especially after her granddaughter got into a fight with the Liu family’s matriarch—that she gradually realized the neighbors had slowly distanced themselves from the Ming family, and it turned out to be because of the Liu family.

What’s worse, some gossipy neighbors even openly insulted her after arguing with her:

“Who’d want to be related to a bunch of people like the Liu family? The Liu clan has no shame—they’re always seducing men. What about your family? Are you any better?”

End of Chapter 219: Counterattack 146