However, when Lin Yuan thought about Madam Ming's own experiences, she fell silent. Back then, her husband must have been deeply in love with her, promising oceans of devotion and mountain-high vows as well. But in the end, didn't he still bring several concubines into the household?
Not only did she have to endure the aggravation caused by the concubines, but she also had to deal with her husband's overly critical and nitpicking mother. In the end, when their business failed, she had to shoulder the responsibility of supporting the entire family.
Who would say that such a woman wasn't a delicate flower in her youth? What a pity that life has ground her into a ferocious tigress now.
Lin Yuan sighed slightly in her heart, but outwardly, she smiled and nodded. "I'll remember your words, Madam."
