"If you ask me to leave, I just leave, wouldn't that make me look shameless?" Old Mrs. Mu rolled her eyes dramatically and retorted arrogantly.
"Do you want any dignity? This is Old Cao's house. If I won't let you stay, you can't stay."
Old Mrs. Cao had never met such a shameless relative in her life.
Just like Mu Xianxian, with a daughter who sticks to her mother's family, giving all the good things at home to her mother's family, and the mother persistently freeloading at her house.
"Old Cao's house also belongs half to my daughter. What I eat and use all come from my daughter, and have nothing to do with you, an old hag with one foot in the grave." Old Mrs. Mu said.
She wasn't afraid of Old Mrs. Cao at all. Her son was a scholar, and if he became a high official in the future, the people in Old Cao's house might even have to pay her respects.
"You... you..." Old Mrs. Cao was so angry that her mouth twisted, and she couldn't speak properly.
