"Should I go pour tea for Sister Jin, like you asked?"
Qin Xianglan's delicate voice matched her fragile appearance.
Mrs. Jin looked like she wanted to vomit; she thought Old Mrs. Mu would give her face since Qin Xianglan was an outsider.
Who knew, Old Mrs. Mu was completely brainless.
"Go where? She's got hands and feet, all born from the dirt, pretending to be some pet canary!"
Old Mrs. Mu rolled her eyes and said irritably.
"Mother, what do you mean by this? Qin Xianglan eats my food, uses my things, and you mean she can't even fetch a cup of water?"
Mrs. Jin was furious; she didn't care if the old woman was her mother-in-law.
She knew this old woman wasn't giving her face, refusing her courteous acceptance to drink the liquor, forcing her to drink the punitive wine instead.
"Bang!" Old Mrs. Mu slammed the table hard and then pointed at Mrs. Jin and cursed, "You're spewing nonsense! Xianglan was brought here by me, she eats and uses everything bought by my son.
