An Lixia knew that her daughter-in-law was definitely unhappy because she had taken food from their own home to give to others.
"Stop arguing. My wife and I will take care of ourselves," Zhao Tian said angrily.
Zhao Qingxiang felt a sense of helplessness. Things were already chaotic enough, why add more to the mess?
Sun Yun sneered upon hearing her father-in-law's words, "No need, your whole family is just fine. I'll leave. Without me, you'll still have a good life.
Zhao Qingxiang, let go of me. Don't make me hate you. For so many years I've cared for you, as a woman I've never shied away from work, but have you ever cared for me?
In your eyes, I'm just an outsider. Then why don't you go live with your dear family?"
Zhao Qingxiang, holding Sun Yun by the waist, said, "Stop this. I know I was wrong. From now on, I'll finish all the household chores before helping them,
It's my fault. You've endured hardships with me all these years."
