Jiang Nanshu shook off her hand, somewhat puzzled, "When did I agree to go to the Song Family to apologize? And to kowtow to them? I can do that if he gets angry and dies."
Mrs. Jiang's face changed drastically, pointing at Jiang Nanshu's nose, "How can you be so cold-blooded? They are your relatives, who curses their own family to die?"
"They are not," Jiang Nanshu stated the fact.
Mrs. Jiang, concerned about Song Shizhao's side, became more aggressive, "I've said that Ke Xia and Yichen were just joking, not doing it on purpose. What exactly will it take for you to soften up? I really don't know who you take after, being so unyielding and stubborn."
Jiang Nanshu actually took it seriously for a moment.
[It should be from my temperamental foster father, a lovable and stubborn old man.]
Mrs. Jiang looked at her incredulously.
