Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunmei, burning with rage, lashed out at Luo Zhiyong, "Hmph, wishful thinking. If you're my son for one day, you are my son for life. Supporting your parents is a son's duty. You think you can just say you won't and that's that? Do you think there's nowhere in the world to reason with you?"
If Zhou Yunmei had a shred of self-awareness and a more humble attitude, perhaps Luo Zhiyong could have restrained himself at least in the hospital. However, she still acted so arrogantly after all the mistakes she had made, and Luo Zhiyong couldn't hold back anymore. His face darkened as he glared at Zhou Yunmei, "Are you really clueless about what you've done, or do you want me to list them out one by one for you right here?"
Zhou Yunmei didn't dare respond, but she couldn't just back down and lose face. She suddenly cried out, ready to resort to her usual tactics of sitting down and wailing, playing the victim.
